Diary

“Any day vertical is a good day.” That’s what my dad used to tell me....

Let me just say this outright: if you’re one of those people still peddling the...

I have this lifelong aversion to asking permission—from anyone, about anything. I hate it. I...

Growing up during my struggling adolescence,, my parents—especially my dad, thankfully, rarely my mom,—worked so...

A few months ago, I was on a casual, scenic walk with a friend. The...

My journey in photography began in a studio. Surrounded by strobes, softboxes, and an array...

For many of us who pursue photography as less documentation and more fine art, there’s...

Over the New Year, I’ve been reading and watching online influencers talk, incessantly, about how...

There’s something about Cape Cod that runs deeper than geography or mere nostalgia. For me,...

There’s something about me I’ve noticed over the years that never fails to strike a...

There’s no denying it: the rise of iPhone photography is nothing short of unstoppable. It’s...

This morning, over coffee, I stumbled upon a quote that stopped me in my tracks:...