If money was taken out of the equation, and I was given access to unlimited funds, I would still need little.  I would place the lion’s share in the hands of those who could fight for civil equality.  The rest I would use simply to travel and document those wanderings.  Perhaps I paint myself [...]

Given my obsession with The Fourth Wall, and our society’s interaction with altered theatrical realities, I was in heaven, so to speak, as I watched Jesus drag his cross through the barrio El Nazareno in Petare, Caracas, Venezuela.  I was on visual overload as I watched the passionate reenactment unfold through this [...]

I was recently speaking with a friend about his ideology and intent in shooting iPhone photographs.  He told me that he looks at them less as photographs, and more as visual notes.  For me, the same idea transcends to much of what I shoot, especially in the realm of street photography.  Much of it [...]

Kendrick Brinson and I spent over a week in Caracas, Venezuela at RMTF, an amazing photography school run by teacher and photographer Roberto Mata.  We arrived in Caracas and immediately went on a press tour – we were interviewed and photographed for a full-page section front story in Venezuela’s El [...]

Fragments, dislocations, scattered pieces of a puzzle.  This is what makes up much of my personal photographic existence.  Looking for the ties and glue that hold it together is where much of my personal introspective time is spent.  I have two times of the day where I invite myself to be lost in a [...]

In my early days shooting at a newspaper, I used to hate shooting parades.  I was always directed to shoot the main part of the event, and I saw them as this horrible jumbled mess exploding in bad light.  I was a very clean and controlled shooter then who hated to shoot at mid-day, [...]