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Not Just One House
Meg and I saw Linda and her husband working in their yard from the street, and hesitantly stepped onto the flattened chain link fence to ask if they’d be interested in talking to us about how the...
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Different World
We met JD in his driveway, washing his parents’ car — he pointed toward his own car on the street, which was caked in mud. “Yeah, a lot of the cars are getting washed today,” he said. His home is...
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Whatever You Need
We met Michael by following a volunteer demolition crew to his mother’s home. His family lost four houses in the storm. Around Staten Island, we learned, most family members live within blocks of each...
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Giving Thanks
Most of my Thanksgivings as an adult have been away from home; some motley crew assembled by one friend or another, a college cafeteria full of international exchange students, a boyfriend’s family...
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Outtake From September
From a shoot Maggie and I did for her Mafia Trivia night at Pizza Lucé. We’d both gotten up early to be there before they opened for the brunch crowd, and the manager was lovely enough to bring us a...
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Backstage at the Nutcracker
Oh hey guys, what’s up. It’s been a while. The good news is . . . I have been doing all the things! And more importantly documenting all those things! And then storing all of those things on memory...
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Before the Battery Died
Hurricane Sandy hit on the evening I was supposed to shoot a fundraising gala for a choral society. The gala was canceled, but we still needed photos for an upcoming audio piece, so a few days...
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Card Game Beginnings in the Park
I connected with some old college friends at a birthday party, and they told me they were in the middle of making a Moby Dick card game. “We’ve got it all designed and written out, now we’re just...
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Hunting With Ian
The strangest thing about hunting was how quiet and still it was. Ian emphasized this before we went out — that it became a meditation, to stand or sit for hours in the woods and just observe, and he...
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On Love and Outer Space
The last time I took mushrooms the experience was so lovely that the very next day I wanted to plan when we could do them again. I’ve mentioned my love affair with hallucinogenic mushrooms before. I...
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