One could say that I began exploring a photographic vision the day I received a camera at age four; but it really wasn't until my late teens that image making became the somewhat compulsive unifying activity that’s carried me through my personal life and work experiences. Born and raised in New York City I emigrated to Boston decades ago, and taking a lead from my father, plied a freelance commercial photography career. Eventually I became a museum photographer, heading up a small creative photography team at the Peabody Essex Museum in Salem, MA.
At this point it amounts to a lifetime of imaging my world. My personal body of work, long pushed to a back burner, now begs attention. Filling in the blanks on this site, I’m beginning with recent series and will gradually work my way forward and back. 
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↑Under the quiet cover of snow, a base of serenity provides an opportunity for meditation and visual musings. It’s an over layering of the micro with the macro, landscapes mitigated by a fine mist scrim condensed out of the warm air within our cabin: the breath of deep dreams, the heat of our bodies, the steam from last night’s boiling pasta. Looking out from this still comfort I attempt to reconcile the safe contained feeling of being there with the open possibilities of what lies outside the glass.