Brian Wilson

  I photographed musician Brian Wilson at his home in Los Angeles. The story that the photos were to accompany was a retrospective, a look back at the career of the man who wrote, arranged and produced “Pet Sounds” — considered by many to be one of the greatest albums of all time. Once the… Read More

Eau Courante

Les mains dans les mains restons face à face Tandis que sous Le pont de nos bras passe Des éternels regards l’onde si lasse Vienne la nuit sonne l’heure Les jours s’en vont je demeure L’amour s’en va comme cette eau courante L’amour s’en va Comme la vie est lente Et comme l’Espérance est violente… Read More

Oye

I lived in the Los Angeles area for about 10 years. On the rare cold day when the thermometer would dip to the low 60s it was nice to roll out of bed throw on some shorts and head out to a nearby taqueria (usually only a 45-minute drive via SoCal freeways). There I would often find some… Read More

Palm Tree

“I long to see a vista uninterrupted by the skinny, merciless palms — they mock the very idea of shade, and in a region with abundant sunshine, their presence is exasperating. Like alien invaders, reckless colonizers, and “escaped exotics,” as invasive plant species are known, palms have driven out more modest species, claiming, as autocrats… Read More