04 November 2014


My good friend Dave is, I have mentioned before, a man of many talents.  He's a photo editor, an incredible painter and muralist, a remarkable illustrator and drawer, a soon-to-be dad with his equally lovely wife Jess, and to top it off, a first class musician.  How can one person behold so many talents?  Really, he's just being selfish - he should share some with the rest of us.

Per my posting a couple of days ago of Roan serenading Langston with"Ring of Fire", Dave has done a rendition just for Roan. 

Take it away, Dave.


03 November 2014


Roan's buddy Langston was over for a play date this weekend and I happened upon this little guitar lesson.

Incidentally, Langston's dad Ennis, ran in the NYC marathon on Sunday.  We went to his and his wife Rachel's house to cheer him on while eating mountains of bacon and waffles.  Followed by donuts.  Ennis blazed past us all looking fresh as a daisy at the 8 mile mark while we stood outside his home, bloated with carbs, highly impressed at Ennis' efforts and so thankful we could return to the warmth inside to eat more treats.

01 November 2014


This was the first year that Roan decided he wanted to be something and I had no say (it was only a matter of time).  Special thanks to cardboard, industrial sticky tape, and a very resourceful dad named Sam for making this costume possible.

13 October 2014


I wrote a piece about traveling in Scotland with my picks on where to stay, eat, visit, explore, what to bring etc.  It's accompanied by some of my photos. 

07 October 2014


I've been threatening to crash my cousin Sarah's place in the country for years.  A place to escape the city periodically is essential to one's sanity and is something Sam and I routinely crave. We finally managed to invite ourselves up a couple of weeks ago.  

Sarah's house is north and west of the city, right near the Deleware Water Gap and just across from Pennsylvania. It's supposedly about 2 1/2 hours from Brooklyn but for us with Roan about a 4 hour drive. How does one quick lunch break and and several emergency pee breaks compute to an extra hour and a half?  I just don't get it.

Once we got there, however, all was glorious.  We were greeted by Gunnar, a very enthusiastic and noisy pit bull who seems unaware of how intimidating he comes across when he's really just SO glad you came to visit and is hoping you will throw a stick for him 60-80 times.  Trailing behind was Casey, 15 years old, blind and deaf but sweet and silky as can be.  

We had a lovely weekend sitting on the porch, as one does in the country, walking on the open rocks of the Delaware, and hanging out with Calvin and Chip, Sarah's horses.  I don't think I've ever really felt so much that horses really are like gigantic dogs.  They nuzzled up to us and followed us around begging for treats.  Roan went on a ride through the woods.  He absolutely loves horses, not the easiest hobby to sustain in Brooklyn, so this was a delight.

Every visit to the country opens up the ever mulled-over question:  to buy a country house or not to buy?  In the week after we've been upstate I can pretty much guarantee I will find Sam house surfing on the internet.  "Look at this one!!  It's got a barn and 50 acres!  It's like $60,000!!! Oh, wait, it's near Canada".  Sigh. 

Two weeks later I got an email from Sarah that Casey died.  He told her he was ready, she said.  How lucky we were to get to spend that last fun filled weekend with him!  He was very smitten with Roan although he could hardly keep up with him.  Still there was some lovely snuggling. RIP Casey.

Gunnar, the welcoming committee

Sarah's beautiful old farm house and Gunnar with a log

Delaware Water Gap


Sunday Morning Paper

Calvin and Chip with Sarah and Roan

Getting acquainted



Roan gets a lesson

Sunset stroll

Gunnar at the end of a very exciting day

Sam and Casey

23 September 2014


The Light Writing Project at Extreme Kids happened on Sunday and it was, I think, a huge success.  We had 28 families participate over 4 hours. I don't think Sam or I sat down for one second that entire time.  

An acquaintance from my magazine years managed to connect me with an equipment rental company who donated everything we needed to create an enormous black arch to shoot in to.  Originally I thought I could maybe beg for a free blackout cloth but Mike at Root was like, "How about some 20ft long blackout curtains?  Autopoles, you want autopoles?  I'll throw in 6 of them just in case!  And a ladder!  And keep em as long as you want!"It is just so heartening when people are happy to give you stuff for a worthy cause.  I made a thank you note.

It went so seamlessly and most kids seemed to  know exactly which light - up tools they wanted and what they wanted to do.  Lots of the parents got in on the action too.  Here are some of my favorites from the day:

10 September 2014


I'm doing this shoot again!  Bring your kids!  It'll be fun! RSVP!