February 2012
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to my love children
“Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion....
{photo post} working
Taken at Williamsburg
{photo post} winter porridge
Breakfast was one meal I really looked forward to when I was in young. In the wintertime, many mornings breakfast meant porridge {oatmeal}. My mother would make a large pot of rolled oats on the stove, ready to feed her eight of her children before we went off to school or for the older ones, work Served with a sprinkle of sugar from the ever-present sugarbowl on the table & a splash of...
{photo post} Portrait of An Art Student
Taken at SVA Main Building. 209 East 23 St
{photo post} Brooklyn Glory
Taken at Carroll Gardens
Portraits of the Writer Next Door
My friend & next door neighbor, Vivian Manning Schaffel, is a freelance writer & irreverant parenting blogger (check out: Soap Box Dirty FYI: not for the prim & proper). She’s an awesome person. I recently photographed her for several upcoming contributor headshots she needed for various publications. One of the things I really admire about Vivian is her down-to-earth,...
{instagram post} yearly checkup
Taken at NYU Medical Center
{instagram post} waiting time
