I have been turning my visual observations into images since I first picked up that magical light-gathering device known as a camera. While some photographers travel to the ends of the earth in search of pictures, I enjoy looking for subjects close to home.
Born and raised in Brooklyn, my native turf is familiar yet mysterious to me. Author Thomas Wolfe once wrote, “Only the dead know Brooklyn.” That may be true, but I have not given up trying. As a Long Islander, I’ve discovered it’s more than just endless suburban sprawl. Past strip malls and neat neighborhoods are light-filled vistas and surprising contrasts between civilization and nature.
While I have also been a newspaper editor and transportation business owner, the search for that special image will always hold an irresistible allure. “It’s as though there’s a wonderful secret in a certain place and only I can capture it; only at this moment, and only me.” Walker Evans said that.