Photography

To Feel Anything

The golden hue of sunrise bathes me, cleanses me, purifies me. It tells me to relax, to feel, to become more softly attentive. Today is a new day and I am thankful to be alive.

“To feel anything
deranges you. To be seen
feeling anything strips you
naked. In the grip of it
pleasure or pain doesn’t
matter. You think what
will they do what new
power will they acquire if
they see me naked like
this.
If they see you
feeling. You have no idea
what. It’s not about them.
To be seen is the penalty.”

- Anne Carson

Walking Thoughts

Found this beautiful scene on a crisp, sunny Sunday Morning walk. Love my neighborhood of Astoria, Queens!

“You cannot expand your truth until you first understand your truth.”

“Ideals, when utilized to their greatest extent, are to be goals that lift you higher, not expectations that weigh you down.”

2025 Astoria Queens Calendar Is Here!

This twelve-month calendar features beautiful photographs taken throughout the vibrant neighborhood of Astoria, Queens in New York City! From the dazzling Fourth of July fireworks display at Astoria Park and picturesque winter scenes to our beloved Neptune Diner, this calendar beautifully captures the heart and charm of Astoria.

Astoria Queens 2025 Calendar

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Astoria Queens 2025 Calendar 〰️

 

You can checkout the calendar online at my Etsy site as well by following this link: https://www.etsy.com/listing/1813931675/2025-calendar-of-astoria-queens-new-york?ref=listings_manager_grid

grit + emergence

as my spirit drifts

The universe, in response to my unrelenting quest

The universe, in response to my unrelenting quest, revealed its true nature to me. Only that I cannot convey its perfection by any means, as it exists beyond the limitations of language, or any other form of expression. And it is this very impossibility that lies at the heart of every photograph and every piece of writing I have created since this unveiling. The chance to express even a momentary glimpse of that eternal, perfect realm is enough to fuel my soul through this life and into whatever may arise after.

Happy Fourth!

This red and blue photograph signifies the heart of Fourth of July celebrations: Fireworks! Captured during the firework display at Astoria Park in Queens, this image includes the iconic Hell Gate Bridge alongside views of New York City in the background.

Quiet Moments

Distance

Where your focus goes, energy grows.

Absence / Presence

I was once engulfed in the depths of absence. The piercing light returned my soul to presence. Yet every so often I catch a glimpse of the underground. The shadows remain to give form to the otherwise obscure nature of eternity. One cannot be known without the contrast of the other.

Winter in Astoria, Queens

Warmth

Warmth is a state of inner being: when what remains dark is no longer hidden, where the walls of fear crumble and armor of defense drops, to reveal an angle of my soul that is among the most representative facets of who I am at my truest.

Photographs taken in Queens, New York, recently added to the series Traces of Silence.

Think Less, Feel More

The more time that passes from my studies at grad school, the more I am drawn to the simple. Not the theoretically complex simple, not the complex masking itself in veiled simplicity, just, simple. It was necessary to learn theory and history, to be so inside the ‘mind’ of it all, but I have become increasingly disinterested in making art that ‘challenges’ the medium or even makes the viewer think in any way. There are enough things in this world that make us think and keep us locked inside our well-furnished minds - what I find is an increasingly dwindling space of experiences that makes us FEEL. I hope for my photographs to make you feel something, maybe peace, something unexpected, maybe it enlivens a long forgotten cob-webbed memory, maybe something similar to what it conjures within myself, maybe nothing at all, maybe the sharp pain of apathy.

Anything to help you feel the fullness of what it means to be you, alive and breathing through those lungs - with your own thoughts and memories and ways of looking at the world; With your own unseen universe that I can only imagine how cavernous and wonderful it is. As Robert Frank so succinctly put, “when people look at my photographs, I want them to feel the way they do when they want to read a line of a poem twice.”

I am in the process of re-learning how to think less, and feel more.

 

Someone In My Dream Asked Me What Your Name Was, 2023, from the ongoing series Traces of Silence