Friday, October 23, 2009

compulsion






















perhaps love is just a disorder without cure.

and, it's strange (and perhaps somewhat metaphoric) that my cat always feels compelled to scratch at the mirror to get to my reflection even though I'm standing right behind him.

autoportrait 10/22/2009

Thursday, October 22, 2009

smile













sometimes it makes me sad that people don't.
(top: N train; bottom: blue line; 10/2009)

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

sequence #4














i like these single shot sequences; they make me pay attention and see things i normally don't. (Blue Line; 10/2009)

Sunday, October 18, 2009

carnivale






















at myself the camera lens can be a strange and scary mirror.
(autoportrait circa 1989)

Friday, October 16, 2009

clarity (sequence #3)














then moments like this - when i met my friends' 2 year old daughter for the very first time - they give me clarity.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

change (jen #2)






















those rare, magical moments - when the other person lowers her/his walls and I see the essence of who s/he is and how s/he feels - they change something in me.

connection (me #4)

It's good too, to love your own skin, but you can't make a connection with it.
(autoportraits circa 1990, reworked in 2009)

crush



It's a very good thing crushes are temporary by definition.
(Time Square; 10/2009)

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

caught

Regardless of the emotions conveyed, I think it's a privilege when someone holds your eyes, and gives you something of him/herself.
(Promenade at the Rock, Bryant Park, Time Square; 10/2009)


Rabbit Riders








the rabbit loved well.
well loved the rabbit.
loved the rabbit well.
(Bryant Park; 10/2009)

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

sequence 2 - the lover



















Is beauty any more or less true in the eyes of the lover? (Time Square; 10/2009)

Monday, October 12, 2009

me #3























I think it's interesting how untruths and fantasies blend in art.
(autoportrait; 10/2009)

sequence














I love how often they spiral out of control. (N train; 10/2009)

red













(Queens; 10/2009)

blue


















(on N train; Queens; 10/2009)

Thursday, October 1, 2009

me #2













Talking about my art sometimes feels like Confession. (auto-portrait from the 90's)