This March, in a collaboration with veteran photojournalist Joe Patronite I shot and edited a short documentary video in Cleveland about HIV and AIDS in the African American community there. The story focuses on three women who have lived with the epidemic for most of its 30–year history.

A shoot of sychronized swimmers for Vanity Fair went swimmingly.

A January trip to Puerto Rico and Barbados in pictures and a few words.

My first audio slideshow on the oldest overnight protester at Occupy Wall Street, also known as the reason I’ve been too busy to post on Meridian.

A fond look back at three years working for Patrick McMullan Company.

There was a protest in Lower Manhattan this afternoon, against Wall Street and capitalism in general. As Wall Street falls in my beat for my journalism program (more on that later, promise) I biked down with my camera and notepad.

The Observer loves to call me when I’m about to teach at 3rd Ward. When I last shot for them, I got to rush out of class to go shoot. This time, however, I had to shoot in the Upper Eastside and then teach in Bushwick 30 minutes later. For non-New Yorkers, let me explain – that doesn’t sound remotely conceivable.

I’ve been dreaming of Mexico City since an admirer in college tried to impress me with a story about an drug-fueled drive through the night to go to one party there. I was fascinated with the dedication to get to the scene, if not the participant.

The past year my dad, J Parson, pushed his music career ever higher with the release of his fifth CD.

My January saw partiers, beachgoers and teenagers. All in all, it wasn’t a bad start to 2011.