I just like everything.

an old one

2011-08-10T15:16:00.001-07:00

you always find something nice when you're cleaning out the file drawer

Masada, the last fortress

2011-07-07T16:47:00.000-07:00

some history

Empty Jerusalem

2011-07-06T18:26:00.000-07:00

on Shabbat.

And this was that camel.

2011-07-05T22:37:00.000-07:00

I woke up in the middle of the desert

2011-06-29T17:11:00.000-07:00

and got on a camel.

Yaffo

2011-06-24T10:29:00.000-07:00

Jerusalem's cat problem...

2011-06-18T10:20:00.000-07:00

...is really not a problem for me.

Two mornings in Jerusalem

2011-06-16T12:11:00.000-07:00

Jerusalem Market

2011-06-09T15:51:00.000-07:00

Bubbie

2011-06-08T12:03:00.000-07:00

San Diego

2011-06-02T23:59:00.000-07:00

Pt. 2 עֵין גֵּב

2011-05-23T01:42:00.000-07:00

Israeli Tsvat in here, or is it just me? Pt.1

2011-05-15T12:57:00.000-07:00

Pt. 1 עֵין גֵּב

2011-05-04T12:31:00.000-07:00

1st food

2011-05-02T13:31:00.000-07:00

Golan Heights

2011-04-28T12:42:00.000-07:00

Israel, 1st picture

2011-04-22T15:10:00.000-07:00

Brooklyn Bridge to Mile End Deli

2011-04-21T12:10:00.000-07:00

Top five in the "best walk-slash-destination with a supporting person" category, ever.

Queens: Socrates Sculpture Park

2011-04-20T19:46:00.000-07:00

Queens Grocery

2011-04-18T22:22:00.000-07:00

Title Change

2011-04-17T01:24:00.000-07:00

three from l.a. that go together

2010-10-18T10:42:00.000-07:00

central california 2

2010-10-15T20:33:00.000-07:00

central california 1

2010-10-14T20:55:00.000-07:00

people of imperial russia

2010-08-25T18:00:00.000-07:00

Look at the series on English Russia.
I also love the guy sweeping.

It reminds me of Sander's People of the 20th Century,

except grittier and more tragic. The people in them aren't

aggrandized or celebrated at all. Rather, they're
strange, worn, and full of quiet strength.

hug the moon

2010-08-23T20:03:00.000-07:00

From No Pain in Pop, a music blog.
The phote is better than the track.

I also dig this image. Fits the track it accompanies, I'd say.

best headline

2010-08-12T12:28:00.000-07:00

"Fabulous Bus Driver Photos Show Off Mustaches, Sunglasses"

Shelter Dogs

2010-02-07T16:19:00.000-08:00

Gone fishin?

2009-12-15T16:58:00.000-08:00

Coming soon from "start": More geometric, repetitious urbanite photography!

Just you WAIT.

Christopher Payne's "Asylum"

2009-11-22T20:08:00.000-08:00

I really dig this series, particularly the "Wards" section. The way he frames everything the same way is perfect for his subject. Nothing like a melding of content and execution for me. I love photographers who create typologies because they're after content as much as they are art, and usually, the later just emerges from the former.

Plus, I'm just a sucker for soft colors and geometry. And the way that light leaks in! Perfect. Thanks, Google Reader.

Abandoned Swine City

2009-11-17T19:51:00.000-08:00

This is everything I've ever wanted to photograph and more.

6th st., downtown industrial

2009-11-14T11:41:00.000-08:00

Men who eat alone

2009-11-14T11:25:00.000-08:00

At Grand Central Market.

More cat anatomy

2009-11-09T19:17:00.000-08:00

Muscles that open/close the mouth:

The Masseter, which closes the jaw, and the salivary gland.

The digastric muscles, which open the jaw when the Masseter is relaxed.

New Job, Meet Old Job

2009-10-29T16:40:00.000-07:00

I'm dissecting this cat. We named her "Mabel." Immersed in distinguishing the different muscle groups on the first day, I forgot that she was once, well, a cat. Taking pictures of the different muscles on the second day, without any dissection gloves on, I was sadly reminded of this. Looking up from Mabel to another table, I saw this:

I stood transfixed. Too real. My kitty-loving heart sank.

Amy Stein's "Domesticated"

2009-10-28T11:35:00.000-07:00

Just got an email from the ClampArt Gallery in Chelsea about this woman's work. I really like her "Domesticated" series, which is being exhibited there until the end of the month (seems like they sent the email out kinda late). The images have this great tension between planned and unplanned, man and animal. They seem almost staged or controlled somehow, but the viewer has to presume that the images reflect "true" moments because animals are the subjects. Visually stunning and wonderfully narrative stuff (see: "Trasheaters," "Roman Candle" and "Backyard").

Note: The Stein connection is coincidental.

hey, i know that guy

2009-10-19T21:15:00.000-07:00

and, the people i see

2009-10-18T14:59:00.000-07:00

welcome home, jesse

2009-10-18T13:24:00.000-07:00

Boston at Sea/Spectacle Island

2009-09-17T14:57:00.000-07:00

Downtown L.A.

2009-08-16T09:27:00.001-07:00

Movement

2009-08-10T14:25:00.000-07:00

Sheep Tight

2009-08-09T16:58:00.001-07:00

Feets of Strength

2009-08-09T12:35:00.001-07:00

Shady Canyon

2009-08-05T18:20:00.000-07:00

South Coast Farms

2009-08-05T16:34:00.000-07:00

Zion

2009-08-04T20:49:00.000-07:00

How'd I miss this one?

2009-08-03T23:03:00.000-07:00

Belongs with the Untitled (1st bunch).

Untitled II

2009-07-31T20:40:00.000-07:00

Run!

2009-07-31T12:42:00.000-07:00

Alone

2009-07-26T22:15:00.000-07:00

Huevos Hindùes

2009-07-18T18:57:00.001-07:00

Untitled

2009-07-15T21:07:00.000-07:00

Surf lesson

2009-07-10T06:31:00.000-07:00

Pick your own strawberries

2009-06-20T20:12:00.001-07:00

At South Coast Farms.

Armenian Food Festival

2009-06-06T21:15:00.001-07:00

Yogurt Express

2009-05-26T21:29:00.000-07:00

For Squid Ink. Thanks Emma.

Night Port

2009-04-16T13:43:00.000-07:00

Port of Los Angeles

2009-02-25T21:02:00.000-08:00

my favorite movie

2009-02-13T09:45:00.001-08:00

On set for The Sounds of Silence.

"Mmhmm, yes. I approve of this picture."

2009-01-09T11:26:00.001-08:00

An oldie from China.

someone lives here?

2008-12-31T11:53:00.000-08:00

big truck whoops

2008-12-29T15:46:00.000-08:00

My parents I and were driving down a a small highway east of Zion near Coral Sand Dunes Park and we saw an orange warning sign that read, "wreck ahead." On the other side of the road, we saw the above pile. I got out and took a closer look.

It was from a vegetable truck that slid off the road. Red peppers, yellow peppers, and cucumbers, from left to right on the top image. Since it was below/near freezing, everything was in perfect shape. I might have taken some were I in a position to use them. Ingredients for a good salad, I think.

You can actually see the truck trailer's imprint in the snow from where it lodged itself after sliding off the road. Equally as strange as a pile of pristine vegetables, the cleanup crew left the mangled front end of the eighteen-wheeler. Given the state of the twisted metal, I'd be surprised if the driver walked away from this one. There's always divine providence, I guess.

the sledders

2008-12-27T18:23:00.000-08:00

east of zion, near arizona

2008-12-27T18:17:00.000-08:00

2008-12-27T15:15:00.000-08:00

three from zion

2008-12-25T18:31:00.000-08:00

california

2008-12-25T10:16:00.001-08:00

why can't I stop coughing?!

2008-12-05T11:05:00.000-08:00

beech mushrooms, a month later

2008-12-02T12:49:00.000-08:00

2008-11-19T15:46:00.000-08:00

Somerville game-park "Good Time Emporium" was auctioned off, piece-by-piece, a little over a week ago to make way for an Ikea. Goodbye, beer and fun. Hello, prefab Scandinavian furniture.

As awe inspiring as it was to see everything that once lined the floors of the Emporium packed into rows in a warehouse in Brockton, I've got to say that seeing the "Game Park Auction" community come together was amazing. Owners of parks elsewhere, The Video Arcade Preservation Society, and shysters of all persuasions came out. And me with Brendan and Richard.

New Jersey

2008-11-10T08:39:00.000-08:00

Commercial Parks

2008-11-09T19:40:00.000-08:00

Between Philadelphia and NYC.

Obama Headquarters: Nashua, New Hampshire

2008-11-06T08:43:00.000-08:00

It happened. Wow.

Beijing: January 2008

2008-11-03T09:26:00.000-08:00

white beech mushrooms

2008-11-01T17:22:00.000-07:00

the moderate revolution has begun

2008-10-28T10:40:00.000-07:00

"Yes, government has to lead the way on education. But I can't be a parent to your child. You've got to turn off the TV set and make sure your child does their homework."

Mr. President? When 9,000 people stand in the cold rain for three hours (and that other guy cancels his rally down the road)...yeesh, it seems like it.

pch & del obispo st.

2008-10-20T11:21:00.000-07:00

In Dana Point, that old trailer park behind the Denny's along PCH, has been fully torn down since I was home last to make way for some "downtown redevelopment." Well, fully torn down...that means the trailers are gone. Most of the electrical hookups are still there, shattered glass covers the ground, and the weeds have been left to grow wild. Not that I'm nostalgic for trailer parks, but its still strange to see things changing as they are. In its hayday, I always thought of this trailer community as, frankly, sort of a dump. Now, its just blight.

This kind of transitional space is all over Dana Point: the terraced hills over near the Camino Capistrano freeway entrance, the construction at the headlands. They're ugly to begin with, made worse by the shabby fences that the city strings around them.

In the pursuit of a new, drab design, the town ends up looking abandoned and neglected. And its not as if construction is going to go any faster in this economy. So what we have in Dana Point is all of this land that's flattened, cordoned off, covered in trash, a parking lot for construction equipment and portable buildings, or a mix of several. It just doesn't fit in a place like Dana Point, which has a reputation for being a place to "go away to" even if you live there. Yep, development here irks me.

above home

2008-10-15T08:44:00.001-07:00

two gas stations

2008-10-02T08:41:00.000-07:00

Wall St.

2008-09-25T08:22:00.000-07:00

I happened to be in New York last Friday. To say the least, it had been a rough week on Wall St. So, I thought I'd pay the financial district a visit to see if I could suss out a particular mood.

At the same time I wanted to capture the actual "feeling," my expectation was to find grown men looking like this ragged, malnourished fellow:

Nothing of the sort. Press waiting outside Wall St./Broad st., where I parked myself for several hours, kept saying things like, "You should have been here yesterday. It was nuts!" I wouldn't call the mood skeptical exactly. Wary. Nervous, a little.

Other than that, things seemed pretty normal. Markets finished pretty evenly. It seemed as if the elephant in the room, imminent collapse of the financial world, was hiding behind a ficus. Overall, though, it was business as usual. The place was flooded with tourists looking to get their mug snapped in front of the big American flag and just maybe, to catch a little spectacle.

The few members of the press that were sniffing around turned their attention to this guy, a former muslim turned christian evangelist, who seemed to have the situation pretty well figured out. Before he began his shtick, he opened his arms and prayed facing Wall St:

I think a lot of men here might have prayed for salvation if it wasn't totally insane to do in public. Profanity prayers and private pleas are more Wall St.'s style. An Irish journalist asked the evangelist if there was a particular reason that he chose to preach in front of Wall St. I quote him liberally: "Here, more dan anywhere else, people need to hear de message of Jeesus Christ. Gott wants people to have money, trade, and be happy, but it's what dey do to get money dat is wrong. Peepol will do anyting for money. Anyting!"

I think, if we've learned anything from the last couple of weeks, it's a variation on his rap: the desire to make money has caused men to ignore the facts and their better intuition and rather, rely on a misguided faith in the system's ability to make things right in the end.

stacks

2008-09-14T17:22:00.001-07:00

Post 1

2008-09-14T16:53:00.001-07:00

If you asked me what I do, I'd say in my ho-hum way, "photographer...well, trying anyhow." I get the feeling like the work I do exists to no one but me, that it lives only in little kilobits in a tiny black box called "Maxtor HD." No more!