Green Yellow Red
Maybe I should just paint. What do you think?
150 Myrtle Avenue, Brooklyn
There’s something about this building that really gets my attention. It’s not the design or the location or anything. From what I can tell, the edges of the building are not perfectly straight - they’re curved. And that’s cool. Unless I’m just seeing things or it’s some kind of bizarre distortion from the camera lens.
Most Ominous Nose
I love creating these types of surreal architectural photos that allow me to bend my perception of my surroundings. Little chunks of the sky can look awfully interesting if you look hard.
I absolutely love taking pictures of water, and this is a recent favorite. I can’t paint (as least to my knowledge), but if I could, I’d love to be able to work on designs like this. But I do think I benefit from adventuring around the city looking for pictures.
Street Portrait: Keeper of the Garden
I ran into this cool lady on Houston Street, where she was serving as the boss of a big building’s garden that’s open to the public on Saturdays.
Newport Cigarettes, Construction Plans
This is a sequel to my classic image Still Life Arrangement: A Bunch of Shit in the Street #1.
My Name is Albert Watson - 1994 BBC Documentary
The sound is lousy but it’s a great look at a master at work.
Post-Modernist Art Deco Bubble Tea
UPDATE: A commenter informed me this is bubble tea.
I absolutely loved this ice coffee (or is it iced coffee) cup. I just can’t remember whether those black markings were printed on the cup. Or was it some stuff inside the drink? Who knows?
Dual Light Shafts
I’m still very strongly attached to photos comprised entirely of design elements. They ring right to me, for lack of a better term.
I’ve thought long and hard about what draws me to photography.
I don’t specialize in particular subject matter. I dabble in everything from traditional street photography to architecture to still life to portraiture to sports to still life to abstracts. My favorite photographers, like Irving Penn and Edward Weston, excelled in multiple genres.
When I’m shooting, all I really care about is graphics. In some cases, like with documentary or portraiture work, the graphics have to meet with some type of gesture or expression.
But generally, all I see are colors, patterns, shapes, lines, and textures.
There’s something very calming and gratifying about analyzing those components and putting them together to make pictures. So I’m always looking for tiny little details around me that present themselves in some interesting form.
I see it as an outgrowth of my history with obsessive compulsive disorder.
OCD was once a very destructive force in my life. My struggles, which I once kept secret, destroyed my career at one point and screwed up many, many relationships. Now, it’s more of a minor annoyance that’s not too disruptive.
Much of the improvement came from two years in therapy.
But I’ve clearly channeled some of my pattern-seeking, order-craving energy into photography.
That’s my fuel.
OCD once gave me nothing but shame and anger.
And I don’t think I’ll never be 100% cured. But at least I got all these pictures.