photographic essays
rushing out the door for a quick trip to boston..no blogging for 24 hours….i will be presenting my work via a 15 minute slide show for a media buyers event…i am there to represent National Geographic…yes,a freelance job and an easy one for me to do….i have no problem describing the virtues of the Geographic …
no, no…the above "home alone" is not the title of my upcoming piece on work and relationships….sounds like it could be though doesn’t it?? ….no, i am not ready to write that piece just yet…another day….some good comments are still coming in…some truly poetic thoughts…..i will wait…or is that called stalling??? no, my home alone …
never in a million years would i have ever thought that i would view new york as “home”….and , even now, i see new york as a temporary stop along the way to wherever i decide to finally “settle down”…..but today, new york looks and feels and seems like “home”….. i have been here less …
nobody has a worse sounding alarm clock than me…..i use my cell phone (brand not to be mentioned) and this thing sounds like a chicken being choked or something like that…but, at 5am tomorrow morning i will wonder once again why in the world i don’t find something better to wake me up in the …
again, all of you wrote the story for me!!! in this little community at least, we all agree that there is really no hard line between "art and commerce"…. and , of course, art IS commerce….shakespeare and mozart certainly were "playing" for a mass audience and yet their work has transcended any of hint of …
during my month long workshop marathon in italy and spain i can assure you that sleep is not a by-product….workshops are intense by nature and the attending social scene is equally intense…editing sessions tend to turn into late night discussions, where whatever we did not talk about in the daytime class sessions, gets laid out …
ok, this should be good…..i am spending my week in madrid, not teaching a workshop, but working with young photographers who attend a 10 month course here at EFTI (Escuela De Fotografia)…i am a visiting lecturer, of which they have many….EFTI is divided into two "camps"….those photographers who want to practice their craft as "art" …
it is probably safe to say that i have been in more than a few hotel rooms….but i do not feel like willy loman..at least, not yet….nevertheless, i have been in the best and the worst….this one in madrid is neither…a nice clean clear view of a brick wall is not as bad as you …
first of all, i have to say that i love my audience here ….there were such thoughtful comments from all of you who wrote….so good in fact, that put together, they pretty much mirror what i was going to say anyway!!! great quotes from picasso and harry callahan and terrific personal experiences…thank you…. since all …
today i travel to spain….once settled, i should have a couple of days free to catch up with posts here…now in sicily and my internet connect has been all but non-existant or i have been totally immersed with student work… a quick look at the comments from my last post and i can see that …
