I shot a travel story around Tampa Bay for Edelweiss magazine. Here's a link to the full magazine.
I had a chance to meet former U.S. Poet Laureate Billy Collins and make some photographs for Amtrak's onboard magazine, The National. You can see the layout and read one of Billy's poems here.
I photographed Elijah Fischer for the US edition of the Guardian. You can read the full story here.
I shot the cover story for the December issue of Hemisphere's magazine. If you're flying it'll be in your seat pocket, if not you can take a look at the whole thing online here.
Portrait of Jeffrey Marty for BuzzFeed. He poses as fake congressman Steven Smith on Twitter. The full story is here.
City on the Gulf is a promotional booklet I shot and designed in collaboration with Venice Heritage Inc.
The aim of the project was to provide tourists with an overview of the town as well as a view of some of the hidden corners of the area that they may have missed.
El Cosmico. Marfa, TX. December 2015
Seashells nesting on the Cape Code Seashore. September 2015.
Blue Ridge Parkway. September 2015.
Excited to find out that Outside the Frame was selected to be part of the 2015 Motorcycle Film Festival!
If you’re in Brooklyn on September 26 shoot by the Nihil Gallery and check it out!
South Jetty. Venice FL. July 2015.
Marfa, Texas. March 2011.
I’ve never been more tempted. I wonder if it moves.
I took this photo years ago when I was young and green, before I bought a “real” camera, before I had any idea of where all this chasing of light and form could take me.
I was driving across the country, living in a van with a street magician and trying to find my own little piece of the wild blue yonder.
This is the home of strangers father. The stranger was a tough looking guy I met in a bar in Oakland. I remember talking about heroin, I remember talking about Bradley Nowell, I remember talking about how difficult it was to find a shower on the road when you lived in a vehicle.
That was the reason I found myself here. In search of cleanliness in a house full of beautiful clutter.
This photo was all instinct. I didn’t take note of it until years later. With a more seasoned eye, with a heavier heart it caught my attention while I was flipping through my archive.
This is how memories look to me. All golden light and old dusty things and warmth. They’re beautiful half truths that I can take apart and live inside of for a few seconds when the “real” world becomes too much.
I wanna know what’s hiding under there. Corvette? Corsair? Falcon? Who knows. I’m always curious when I see covered cars.
Poolside. South Beach. July 2015
We must be free not because we claim freedom, but because we practice it. ~William Faulkner
“Think of yourself as dead. You have lived your life. Now, take what’s left and live it properly. What doesn’t transmit light creates its own darkness.”
One Fish Two Fish Red Fish Blue Fish.
Eataly in Manhattan is a such a strange and wonderful cavern of earthly delights. My first visit there made me feel like some sort of Roman aristocrat. All the world’s bounty in it’s highest form readily available if you have the currency.
Tic tac toe three sombreros in a row. Do I win a prize? Is my prize being present at South of the Border when all of this lined up. What a weird place. I’m happy it exists.