Both Will and I are in grad school (he’s at Ohio’s visual communications program, while I’m at a all over the place journalism program at CUNY) and are swamped and are failing at posting. But for good reason readers! Look at my first audio slideshow. I spent hours messing with the audio, selecting photos, and then timing everything.
I used soundslides instead of Final Cut, just to test out new software. The interface was actually fun and mostly headache free. And even though you have to host the project yourself (opposed to uploading it to Vimeo, as a Final Cut project would allow you to do), they made a great little tool to help embed projects.

My beat for school is Lower Manhattan. I picked this a few weeks before Occupy Wall Street started. Initially, I thought I’d be writing about “the yuppies” but the protest changed everything. A roommate and my next door neighbor were very passionate and down at the site of the protest regularly, often staying the night. I found out after a brief chat with my neighbor that he was the oldest overnight protester. Naturally, I asked if I could talk to him about his experiences.

Turn on the captions for a little more info here and there. Or, to see it bigger go to my website.

I looked through the nearly 5,000 photos I took that are published on the site. There were some surprises (I took a photo of Calvin Trillin, a writer I now adore but at time had to ask him to spell his name for me; A photo of a roommate before we were roommmates or even friends). There were plenty of photos I don’t recall taking, or even the event where it was taken.

Here are some of my favorites, from oldest to newest. There are some photos I like for aesthetics sake, some photos I like for a memento of nights that didn’t feel like I was working, photos I like because of the people in them. PMC, it was real. Thank you.

From the very first event I shot. John Bartlett before his runway show, New York Fashion Week 2009.

Don King and TI at Inauguration weekend in DC.

Grace Jones. Another one I didn’t know at the time. I should have known it was big deal with the model’s expression in the background.

Topshop opening. Stayed up the night before, catching some zzz’s in the bathtub before running over to hang off the side of the building to get a shot of the line.

I have never seen such a reaction at a red carpet before. People went WILD for Dolly.

Dr. Izzeldin Abuelaish and Nomika Zion. I read about Dr. Izzeldin in a New York Times article about losing his three daughters in Gaza when he was treating patients in Israel. Such an honor to meet him.

Waris Ahuwalia.

Venerable U Agga Nyana, Venerable U Pylnar Zawta, Venerable U Gawsita. Screening at HBO about the Burmese monk uprising. Sat with a co-worker and Albert Maysles.

Audience spill out after New York Photo Festival.

I love what a good sport Ross is being about the obvious fanboy.

This was a strange night.

I shot this entire event on manual focus without realizing it. Fortunately, this photo came out great.

Tory Burch at the First Fashion Night Out.

Dick Waggoner from Texas!

Another strange night. This time at Fendi.

I’ve kept up taking photos and tweeting up a storm about the #OccupyWallStreet protest down in the Financial District for class in my graduate journalism program. The protests have been going on since September 17th and as far as I can tell this sustained overnight occupation is first of its kind in Lower Manhattan.

The good folks (hiii Bokeen and Miz Chartreuse) of Consumption Junction got in touch and interviewed me for their show about the protests to get a reporters take on it. Check out the podcast.

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 organizers were expecting 20,000 but hoping for 90,000. The police expected 5,000. From what I saw the police were much closer in their guess. The protest is suppose to be in the Arab Spring tradition, with an extended occupation and protest. I’m going back Monday morning to see if that actually transpires.

This is a quick and dirty edit for expedients sake.

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 (Manhattan) and then teach in Bushwick (Brooklyn) 30 minutes later. For non-New Yorkers, let me explain – that doesn’t sound remotely conceivable.

But I made it work. I biked furiously through the commuters trying to get home, up and over a bridge and tore through pothole-ridden streets in Brooklyn and made it in 29 minutes. My legs felt incredibly weird the next day. Possibly because the 2nd half of this shoot took place before 8 A.M. the next morning, for which I decided to also bike.

The story is about CUNY board member Jeffrey Weisenfeld who blocked playwright Tony Kushner from getting a honorary degree because of his views on Israel. The subsequent citywide backlash and outrage caught CUNY unaware and propelled this story to dizzying (local) heights. This was particularly of interest as I’m going to be at CUNY in the fall. Also because of my interest in the Israel-Palestinian conflict and its repercussions in the states. It’s pretty fascinating when a Jewish playwright can be blocked by a Jewish board member over his “extremist” views on Israel, which really top out at protesting the settlement policy in the Palestinian territories.

Weisenfeld, however, said to a New York Times reporter that the Palestinians were “People who worship death for their children are not human.” So there’s that. The decision was uninamously reversed at an emergency meeting.

Here are some shots that I’m CERTAIN that the Observer would have run, if there had just been the space.

It was a pain, writing out an attack plan and then another essay analyzing “my approach to photography.” As hard as the writing turned out to be, the winnowing of photos was even harder.

Last year when I took classes at ICP, I did a small business project on my friend Annie’s farm. The farm is the first of its kind, a green roof where the soil is on the actual roof, not planters. Annie and her farm (and chickens) with its view of the Manhattan skyline have gotten a lot of attention. They are all one shots, though, and usually the same photo again and again. For this urban agriculture grant, I would be doing a very careful case study of the 3rd growing season (at least through December). I’ve already started shooting and I’ll do it whether I get the grant or not, but some extra dough and encouragement couldn’t hurt.

I use to go to the farm to clear my mind and refused to take photos at the beginning of the 2nd growing season. Now I curse the time lost. I had to cut my 300 starred photos to 7, so I sent 15 of my favorites to Will. He graciously cut it down to nine, leaving me to only kill two of my babies. Here is Will’s selection (the rabbit and planting photos are what got the ax from me).

Different images are there for different reasons. Some I simply admire, some I am inspired by, others I like but want to improve upon. These images are a mix of all three. I don’t know the photographer of these, as not all tumblrs care so much about photo credits.

I have a tumblr, too, but its all my stuff so hopefully attribution happens.

Last month, after a quick trip down the California coast with @younglucas, I finally arrived. Mexico City was a mix of Spain and what I had seen in Baja. Large, tree-lined squares, with dingy holes-in-the-wall serving the delicious tacos just around the corner. I found my favorite store in Spain (Pull and Bear) near the Zocalo, blocks away from first street food I ate. The struggle to find a balance between old versus new, which haunts where I lived in Spain, is also apparent in Mexico.

While the violence rarely kept me away from Tijuana, I never even gave it a thought in Mexico City. The only place I have ever seen more automatic weapons is Israel, but the federales can’t be far behind.

Gerda Taro

vs Geran Tomasevic

but its really the hats that brought it home for me. I can’t believe this fashion has stood the test of time.

Also, America interceded on the behalf of the Loyalist troops. The Abraham Lincoln Brigade made up of volunteers stayed to the bitter end.

Here is our contribution this time.

Before Lynsey Addario and Tyler Hicks had to leave (ie kidnapped and then saved by Turkey and their NYT credentials), they were doing very classic looking war photography.

Addario

Hicks.

Again, the hats. Needless to say, hopefully these rebels do better than the Loyalists.

ICP has an exhibit I still need to go see about recently discovered photos from the Spanish Civil War by Robert Capa, Gerda Taro and Chim Seymour. There is a photo slide show at Slate and interesting read at The Nation on what went down to track down the shots.

My favorite photos to come out of Libya so far has been NPR’s selection of portraits. Onward!