My mom and dad met on the streets of the South Bronx in the seventies, and raised us as best they could in the middle of the crack epidemic. My dad worked as a building janitor and my mom stayed home raising us kids. Neither of them ever went to school – but did the best they could to give us a chance at making something better for ourselves. Something they never really had a…

Over the last couple of days I have gotten some messages talking to me about what I share on social media and offering strategies to increase my social game by showing more of my photographic work on X platform.  It made me want to sit down and just write some thoughts on it. Think of it as a level-setting post on what i’m usually doing. I think of myself as an ever evolving ball of…

These last couple of months have had my dad popping into my dreams and memories.   …Don’t really know why…   This is one song that always makes me think of him.   …Don’t know why…   As much as I completely miss him – I totally wish I had a little bit of a respite from the thoughts…   …Don’t know why… …Don’t know why…

Getting back to the studio after spending a week out in the Smokies speaking at a workshop.  I have to say, getting out there could not have come at a better time for me. I went to school way upstate in New York at a very early age. Being out in the Adirondacks for this pivotal part of my life really gave me a taste of where my soul could really be happy.  My head…

I grew up in the South Bronx, but left at a very young age to go to school in upstate NY. While a lot of my sensibilities are city based, a lot of my teen life was spent out in the Adirondacks. I remember driving down from Champlain, NY along Lake Champlain near hyperventilating about leaving the area to head down to Poughkeepsie to work at IBM. I took the job at IBM because I…