photos + words
Last month I attended the Occupy movement’s first Day of Solidarity march on Time Square and subsequently published a small photo feature on the event for Havana Times. For those of you who don’t like reading or clicking hyperlinks, photos from the day are below…
More OWS coverage coming soon.
Strength in Numbers
Days pass, criticism continues, and support for #occupywallstreet only grows with endorsements from labor unions, student communities, activist groups, celebrities, and more. OWS held it’s largest General Assembly to date at Washington Square Park on Saturday afternoon in an effort to spread knowledge about the cause and gain further outreach. Thousands were in attendance for the acutely peaceful, organized, and productive gathering.
occupying wall street
Two weeks into the occupation/protest/campout/party of the NYC financial district’s Zuccotti Park and the numbers are only growing. The Movement took a monumental turn Wednesday as OWS joined with several labor unions in a collaborative march on City Hall. This is democracy at its finest and there’s no end in sight. More to follow in the coming weeks…

Spring expired
Is it me or does Spring taste a little sweeter through the lens of expired polaroid film…?







tourists:
The funny thing about tourists is how serendipitously in your way they always manage to be. I took a road trip through coastal Spain last summer and, after several thwarted-by-unaware-fannypacked-foreigners attempts at photographing the spanish sites and landscape, I gave up and started shooting them instead.
No worries though, I got rid of the gun.








take me back to Chinatown
This city’s never dull, I’ll give it that. What do you get when you put gangsters, femme fatales, private eyes, corrupt cops and down and out musicians in a room with unlimited alcohol?






…a rockin’ saturday night.
Update: Third photo down is not technically by me…but was thrown in for good measure.
leftovers
A glimpse into my editing process: after a day (or an hour or a weekend) of shooting, the first thing I do is sort through the mass of data on my memory card(s) separating the trash from the future facebook album of scenery and shots of friends from the potential blog post. The bulk is trash, a remainder go to fb and a select few are sometimes pulled for a blog. There is however, a fourth category. The few photos that are too good for fb but don’t quite fit with the working post. These are my leftovers. With no immediate place to put them they generally wind up forgotten; lost somewhere in the abyss of my hard drive.
What follows are some leftovers from the last three months. Different dates, different cities, different subjects. All too good to be forgotten.
















































































