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Submission to the UNICEF Next Generation Photo Benefit to be...

Sun, 14 Apr 2013 13:42:00 -0400

Submission to the UNICEF Next Generation Photo Benefit to be held at Milk Studios, NYC in May 2013. These images from my series ‘Frost’ were selected to represent the theme ‘Seeing Zero’.

Theory SS13

Wed, 20 Mar 2013 15:34:23 -0400

Theory SS13:

Shot this making of video for the Theory SS13 campaign in New York last December.

Shot this making of the SS13 campaign video for Comptoir the...

Wed, 20 Feb 2013 15:17:00 -0500

Shot this making of the SS13 campaign video for Comptoir the Cotonniers with Mikkel Zall (www.mikkelzall.com). Music by Jensen Sportag

Bei dir war es immer so schön - With you it was always so...

Mon, 01 Oct 2012 00:00:32 -0400

Bei dir war es immer so schön - With you it was always so nice

dated on the verso: 21.9.1917

The Cavaliers Herman was the gentle one or so he claimed. In...

Sun, 30 Sep 2012 09:58:00 -0400

The Cavaliers

Herman was the gentle one or so he claimed. In truth the boy was cold. Albin was more arrogant but always fell to his knees when Herman took what he desired. Both held their hearts in the palm of their right hand.

1917

They were afraid to tell you that one day your hat will fall,...

Fri, 28 Sep 2012 09:54:58 -0400

They were afraid to tell you that one day your hat will fall, your shoes will get dirty and all the books in the world won’t have the answer.

late 1800’s, Germany

Where ever he went, his shadow was sure to follow. c. 1950,...

Thu, 27 Sep 2012 10:00:41 -0400

Where ever he went, his shadow was sure to follow.

c. 1950, United States

When the stars faded, she found herself breathless from...

Wed, 26 Sep 2012 09:53:28 -0400

When the stars faded, she found herself breathless from pretending to smile. He stood speechless behind the velvet curtain as she walked away for the last time.

Maybe that’s not what happened, but one can’t always imagine happy endings.

From “Frau Luna”, c.1940, Germany

It doesn’t matter what she’s doing or whether...

Tue, 25 Sep 2012 10:00:00 -0400

It doesn’t matter what she’s doing or whether it’s a hose or a pipe. She’s got poise and power in those heels. That’s all you need be concerned with. c.1950

On the other side of love, there were only shadows. It...

Mon, 24 Sep 2012 09:58:33 -0400

On the other side of love, there were only shadows. It didn’t take long to forget her face. She had turned away some time before the sun set.

c. 1960, West Palm Beach, FL

A girls best friend, her co-pilot and a hydroplane. 1927

Sun, 23 Sep 2012 21:29:51 -0400

A girls best friend, her co-pilot and a hydroplane. 1927

They were outnumbered, but two is a stronger dynamic than...

Sun, 23 Sep 2012 21:23:00 -0400

They were outnumbered, but two is a stronger dynamic than three… no less complicated in any case. c.1950, on the beach

The childish impulse to be all-grown-up reverses with age. At...

Thu, 20 Sep 2012 00:00:00 -0400

The childish impulse to be all-grown-up reverses with age. At some point we wish we could be children again.

Late 1800’s, France.

The clicking of the typewriter reminds me of…

Wed, 19 Sep 2012 16:49:28 -0400

The clicking of the typewriter reminds me of…

It was even harder to smile to the mirror knowing she had broken...

Thu, 13 Sep 2012 00:00:00 -0400

It was even harder to smile to the mirror knowing she had broken her own heart. c.1930 (on the verso: “Marion” Atelier Fotograficzne, Lwow, pl, Bernardynski 7. Hotel Krakowski)

Soon it will be cold enough You’ll find me living in a...

Tue, 11 Sep 2012 08:04:06 -0400

Soon it will be cold enough

You’ll find me living in a bubble under the covers

Linens made of snow and magic

Until then I can only imagine how the sun sets and rises

(Copyright - Artist: Emancipator, Album: Soon it Will Be Cold Enough, Track: Anthem Note: The track is posted here temporarily. If you have the rights or you are an official representative of the rights to this track, write me, and I will imediately delete the file.)

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Sat, 08 Sep 2012 15:05:56 -0400

The Fear of Fear

Thu, 23 Aug 2012 07:06:00 -0400

As he travelled through the Woods of Consciousness, the messenger fell off his horse

The raven scavenging the forest found your thoughts downriver. He knew they were incomplete, the message lost

I heard the raven calling from my window, I filled his emptiness with blood

The raven returned to the river, but he could not reverse its flow. The words were lost

The loss sank to the riverbed where it was eaten by a mollusk

In a broken kind of paradise the raven drowned. The messenger rose up, his journey incomplete.

You kept your pen in your palm, you sent the envelope unsealed

I read the words with the back of my head. I put lace stockings on

Only the mollusk knew your fear of fear was the girl that ran away. Stilettos breaking, she fell in the dust

The Woods of Consciousness kept me awake and when I woke up in the dark I could see the words carved in the oak,”I want to kiss you in the sky”

The messenger arrived in time. He carried wind and earth

I took the wind, the earthly kind of paradise is not for us

They were always close. In brotherhood they shared everything....

Mon, 30 Jul 2012 00:00:00 -0400

They were always close. In brotherhood they shared everything. One day they would share a woman and face their differences. c. 1940, Germany (on the verso, Foto-Radon, Georg-Schumann Nr. 91)

In case you missed it, some installation photos from the Vie de...

Fri, 01 Jun 2012 00:00:00 -0400

In case you missed it, some installation photos from the Vie de la photo exhibition at Relative Space in Toronto as part of the Scotiabank Contact Photography Festival 2012 - a must see as selected by Now Magazine and the Interior Design Show.