Water finds me. No matter where I am — Vermont, Oregon, Austria, Aruba — I end up with a few frames of it. I have stopped wondering why. Some things you are simply drawn toward, and the honest response is to point the camera and pay attention.
Limited Edition Silver Gelatin Print
Limited Edition Silver Gelatin Print
Limited Edition Silver Gelatin Print
Limited Edition Silver Gelatin Print
Limited Edition Silver Gelatin Print
Limited Edition Silver Gelatin Print
Limited Edition Silver Gelatin Print
Limited Edition Silver Gelatin Print
Limited Edition Silver Gelatin Print
Limited Edition Silver Gelatin Print
These black and white photographs were taken on a rainy October morning in a New York City subway station. The subjects and the camera were moving in opposite directions. Each image is a fleeting, solitary moment — caught at the edge of vision before it disappeared.
Limited Edition Silver Gelatin Print
Limited Edition Silver Gelatin Print
Limited Edition Silver Gelatin Print
Limited Edition Silver Gelatin Print
Limited Edition Silver Gelatin Print
Limited Edition Silver Gelatin Print
Limited Edition Silver Gelatin Print
Limited Edition Silver Gelatin Print
Limited Edition Silver Gelatin Print
Limited Edition Silver Gelatin Print
Limited Edition Silver Gelatin Print
Limited Edition Silver Gelatin Print