Coffee Shop, Portland, ME. I went to see an exhibit of my landscape photos on the walls of a coffee shop in the Old Port when I encountered this scene. I'm fascinated how this gentle photograph is almost equally divided...light/dark, male/female, front/back...

Ludlow Street. Manhattan, NY. I love this photograph in itself, but I also love it for the moment it represents. Ludlow is a busy narrow street, connecting the Lower East Side with the East Village. I was walking a little behind my daughter when I saw this scene in the sunlight about 20 yards ahead on the opposite sidewalk. I wanted to get closer to grab a picture, but before I could say anything, my daughter began crossing the road with purpose and deliberation. I asked where she was going, and she turned around and motioned ahead, "There, because I know you are going to get a photo." She knows.

Rummage Sale. Jewels on a rainy day. Eaton, NH.

Brooklyn Academy of Music. My daughter took me to her installation, but when we arrived, this was the scene. Nothing is permanent. (This photo is published in the August 2020 issue of The Sun Magazine).

El Paso, TX. This is Gerard, the doorman at a historic downtown theater. He's waiting for the end of the night's performance - a poetry reading to raise funds for "El Paso Strong," the organization formed in response to the hate crime where a gunman killed 22 and wounded 24 on August 3, 2019. "I grew up in LA," he said. "There, everyone is always rushing to get to where they're going. Here, it's not like that. People still say, "Yes, Ma'am" and "No, Sir" and they'll hold the door for you." “The disappointing thing is that El Paso has always been the safest city in the US. Since that shit at the Walmart, whenever anyone thinks of us, it's something different."

Graffiti Alley, Cambridge, MA.

Kezar Falls, ME. For many, many years I drove by this window captivated by the late afternoon light. I often told myself I should bring my camera because "one day, something interesting will be there." So one day I did, and this was the result.

The Shelter of One Another. Portland, ME.

Los Angeles. Close your eyes and feel.

Greenpoint, Brooklyn.

Boston. This photograph was part of the Spring 2020 exhibition, "The Curated Fridge," Somerville, MA.

Metropolitan. Brooklyn.

Freedom, NH. One of the comforts of small town life is knowing what and whom one can count on year after year. After the annual "Freedom Rings in the Holidays" celebration, the only sound in the quiet village is the broom of the town custodian gently sweeping new fallen snow from the steps of the Town Hall.

No Words. Old Orchard Beach, ME. People often think this photo is staged, but it is totally candid...and something slightly profound that I can't really describe. At an outdoor restaurant, we were watching children pass time at a chalkboard on a fence.

Cambridge, MA.