Portrait taken in Dover, England before visiting Dover Castle.
Traveling on a bus at the time.
They’re casting for another superhero. Enter- Aquaboy!
Teenagers. Can’t live with’em. Can’t live without’em.
Standing in the ocean watching my son being pounded by the waves.
I wonder if the owner of the glasses found where he left them.
My daughter took a self portrait. I thought it was beautiful and amazing.
You can’t dress as a clown unless you really ARE a clown.
A group portrait taken back in the 1970’s in my hometown Paterson, NJ (home of the great Lou Costello).
A musician looking at a painting with trumpet in hand.
Shot with T-Max 400, developed and printed in my darkroom.
Sunrise and a happy young lady.
A street musician in Washington Square Park in New York City plays his piano.
My daughter sitting on her bed next to a tree she painted.
An environment portrait of an anarchist for the senior crowd. (She’s actually my mom.
But you all know how your mom can drive you crazy, so it’s just a little revenge on my part.)
Several years ago I was exploring along the Delaware River in New Jersey and happened upon this deserted house. I want to emphasis that the sign on the right side was actually there. I did not know whether or not someone was still in the house at the time, but I thought it best to proceed cautiously. In case you have difficulty reading it, it says “Go away. I’m alive.”
… and I (occasionally) live in it.
Life begins anew. Photograph taken when I worked in a hospital.
Clouds. Blue sky. Widen open space. A windmill.
An American Civil War Reenactor at the Gettysburg National Park in Pennsylvania where a major battle happened in July 1863.
No matter where I go, there I am.
Teenagers. At one time we were one and while I wish I still had my 19 year old body, I really don’t want my 19 year old mind.
It is still one of my favorite photos.