I was walking up Fifth Ave heading to a student film festival at the Paris Theater when a string quartet of young musicians caught my eye. My Leica M3 was loaded with a roll of ...
I made it almost three months into the Year of Only One Camera (my Rolleiflex 2.8F) but then – as some of you predicted – made the decision to allow myself a brief h...
I hike, kayak and snowshoe as much as I can. I really enjoy getting out in the backcountry by myself. Sometimes, though, I find great satisfaction in the urban landscape, wand...
Having lived in a cultural wilderness during the COVID period and for a year or so afterwards the temptation to overdose on culture became irresistible. A six week stay in Bruss...
Showing my family the grandeur of the Canadian Rockies was not going to plan. My wife and son had flown in from New York a few days before and the centerpiece of the trip was t...
It’s still a little unbelievable, but my son was recently gifted an extensive collection of vintage high end still equipment that had been sitting in a friend’s basement for dec...
The city of Portland, Oregon straddles the Willamette River and has 12 bridges from south to north crossing the Willamette before it joins the Columbia River. I thought I’...
Following my discovery that you can actually acquire Leica cameras without taking out a second mortgage on your home, I returned to my local film camera super-store (Blue Moon C...