Here is a photo I took of my bro a few weeks ago in Arizona. He truly looks like he is in his element in the Tucson desert.

This bathroom gives new (old?) meaning to the words, ‘water closet’. It is actually in the main stairwell of an apartment building, rather than in the apartment unit itself. It belongs to the tenant that resides on that particular floor but it feels odd to exit the front door of his unit and enter, what looks like a closet, in the hallway next to the main stairwell.

I went to pick up my jacket and realized Ernie had curled up in the hood. Cute as a button, but more cat hair on my clothes.

Injera, sometimes described as an oversized sour pancake, serves as the base for Ethiopian cuisine. I was lucky enough to observe (and photograph) the kitchen and owner of Meskel.

Yesterday I made my way up to Harlem to photograph Charle’s Chicken (I recommend the fried chicken and collards) and met this guy. He said he was shy about having his picture taken but proved otherwise when he followed me and my camera all the way to the subway. I realize this particular picture is way overexposed, but I think that is why I like it.

This is a small taste of my evening yesterday. I was assigned to photograph an Irish pub, Blaggard’s, for a local newspaper but got caught up in conversation with the two blurry images you see here (the conversation was blurry too, for many reasons). If you look carefully, you can see their faces more clearly. I usually get free food at these gigs, but I was not so lucky this time around. One Guiness was on the house, though. Some people sitting on the other side of me asked the bartender for frozen drinks. In an Irish Pub???? Shame.

This is a photo from a series taken for my environmental portrait class. The gent in the pic was very easy going and had a cool apartment – making my assignment a breeze. This particular photo probably won’t make the final cut, but it was one that I was kind of partial to. The slight distortion is caused by a convex mirror.