Behind the camera
Still the kid
with a camera.
I came to New Hampshire the long way around. Tennessee. Florida. Colorado. Twenty years in Los Angeles. Somewhere along the way, photography became the work. The curiosity stayed.
Photography
is a choice.
A picture is taken. A photograph is made. The difference lives in the choices: where to stand, what to leave out, how to work with the light, and when to wait.
I usually have an image in my head before the camera comes up. A direction, more than a blueprint. Then the real world gets a vote. The job is to adjust without losing the intent.
That is what keeps this interesting.
A good photograph.
A well-run job.
I spent most of my twenties and thirties in professional film production. Preparation mattered. So did getting the job done on time and on budget. I brought that with me.
Years of shooting stock photography taught me something else: an image has to work. It needs to be clear, immediate, and useful to the person commissioning it.
Today I photograph businesses, architecture, people, and products across Portsmouth, Greater Boston, and New England.
Why Portsmouth?
Family brought us here in 2020. After twenty years in Los Angeles, we packed up and moved across the country. We bought a house sight unseen, with help from my wife’s cousin. Now I can walk the dogs to Maine.
And the light. Late afternoon on the red brick. Something specific happening to a particular place, for a moment that won’t happen quite the same way again.
The seacoast has that. So do the people who have built something here. The chef. The shop owner. The founder who still can’t quite believe the thing they made actually works.
I photograph the buildings and the products, too. But the story always comes back to people.
How do we keep
it real?
Good planning makes room for the unexpected. I want the photograph to feel like the first time you saw something and paid attention. That takes care. And a little room to play.