Walking in the Rain

  Wind, rain, and fading light drive walkers into shops, bars, restaurants or homes. Wind mangles umbrellas and lifts ponchos, rain turns hair into shining wet streaks, and puddle splashes fill shoes. Passing cars throw water onto tailored suits. Those who can, run for shelter, the rest resign themselves to the elements.

More Fun at Folsom

San Francisco’s Folsom Street Fair keeps on giving. For unrestricted fun it cannot be beat. See you there on Septerber 24.  

Hard Day’s Night

                                  The Lexington Avenue subway in New York bounces, screeches, whines, and groans from South Ferry to 125th St in East Harlem. Every day 1.3 million passengers suffer the indignities of the noise, the starts and stops, and the peccadillos of fellow travelers. For many the subway ride provides a…

Dionysus (Bacchus) & Folsom St

The Greeks held Dionysian Rites and the Romans enjoyed their Bacchanalia. We have the Folsom Street Fair and other debauches in San Francisco. Most celebrants carry wide smiles and little else. I, on the other hand , am grossly overdressed for the celebration. Who knows, we always have 2017’s version of the Fair. Highly recommended for shedding inhibitions.

Joy on Market!

Rarely do we find the perfect pose, the short-lived gesture, the conspiracy of joy on the street. We capture the pathos of the poor, the head-down walk of the harried, and the stress in faces of all kinds. When we get the rare joyous opportunity we often miss the shot. But when we receive the gifts of light and time it’s a delight. Cheers…

Why I Photograph the Homeless and Dispossessed?

 Part 3 of 3 It’s a cool, cloudy day in San Francisco. I can feel a chill under the shade cast by buildings and clouds. An apparently homeless man sits near a steam vent trying to get warm in the wet, billowing cloud. Head down, he appears asleep. Imake a picture and walk away. Street life first grabbed me and my camera’s attention years…

Why I Photograph the Homeless and Dispossessed?

Part 2 of 3   Only five percent of America’s homeless live on the streets. The rest stay out of sight, away from the glare of the public, living in emergency shelters or transitional housing programs. Some struggle on the edge of homelessness. Others live with their families, usually the last step before the streets. When I photograph the dispossessed, some react with anger,…

Why I Photograph the Homeless and Dispossessed?

 Part 1 of 3   Jay spends most days reading history and watching the goings on from his seat under a tree near Fisherman’s Wharf. Locals and visitors place small change or bills in his repurposed soup can. Quiet and unassuming, he returns my greeting with a subtle smile. We often talk about the books he reads. Once, he asked if I know anything…

LA ArtCore Photography Competition & Exhibit

One more thing….. LA ArtCore accepted my “Grand Central Terminal” for their first photography exhibition. Nice way to begin the holiday season. http://www.laartcore.org/

LA Center of Photography

I am pleased to report that the LA Center for Photography accepted three of my images for their Annual Street Photography Exhibition. Two will hang on their walls and the third will appear in their on-line gallery.