“Winter’s Tale” was the match that lit the spark. I was working in NYC as a a concierge in a building of tenants who I still adore to this day. It was a cold winter night, and I went out for my nightly walk to Jackie Robinson Park, literally two blocks away. The sight that greeted me was picture perfect, and after snapping the shot I ordered a canvas print. When the print arrived I put it in the corner behind my desk discretely at work for feedback, and one of my tenants bought “Winter’s Tale” within an hour of displaying the canvas. I was shocked, nervous, giddy and a 1,001 other emotions - I hadn’t expected my first sale - I was expecting a few critiques maybe a compliment. “Winter’s Tale” was the match that lit the spark for my love of photography, that my work had value outside of “Likes” and “Thumbs Up” on social media. To this day it is still one of my favorite pieces. I’ll never forget the night I took the shot, nor the night I sold it on canvas.
Jolly Green Greenery
This shot was taken at the southern end of Randall’s Island, which lies in the East River between Manhattan and Queens. There are bike and jogging paths galore, baseball diamonds, a small secluded beach as well as a gorgeous view of my favourite bridge, the Hell Gate Bridge. The east river “flows” differently here than in most other places - the water swirl and eddies, yet acts as though the the river itself is alive. The current is unpredictable - it slightly reverses direction, circles back on itself, slithers over here and there. Then of course there are all the gurgles and splashes as the river currents collide with one another. It’s akin to watching clouds move across the sky, in that after a moment or two you are mesmerized and lost in the voice and movements.
