There are so many things I’ve been thinking about in preparation for my new website. It is clearer to me that while I’m following and stretching my artistic vision, my attempt to fit in to an easily defined category is proving very difficult. Street photographer. Portrait photographer. Wedding. Journalistic style. Fine art. Those are the common, everyday descriptions, and while all true, they don’t define my personal style in an elegant, unique and succinct way.

I posted this photo (adorable ring bearer getting ready for his big task) in order to compare this one to the last (bride and groom on tram). I’m not sure what others think, but to me, this photo is cute, telling the story in a straightforward manner – a more traditional wedding photo, easily defined and expected. The tram photo is not traditional and doesn’t fit into the typical wedding photo mold. Both are clearly wedding photos but the latter is my truer love, and that is what I’m about… whatever ‘that’ is.

In the most sweetest of gestures, the groom helps his bride take down her lovely hair while riding on the Roosevelt Island Tram back to Manhattan.

I’m just a proud mamma gushing over her fuzzy boy, Ernie (again). Here he is just a week or two after I adopted him. So tiny, he could have been a snack for the bird in my previous post.

I’m hardly a nature photographer but that doesn’t mean I can’t try and take pictures of it.

or being photographed.