Frenchie Friday | Pool, Park, Pounce

Frenchie_Friday_FinaltitleNow that Oliver is a part of the family, naturally he’s also part of the family trips. So for Fourth of July, we slapped on the service vest and hauled him along for a journey out west. Little did the the little guy know what type activities were in store, if he did he would have asked to come sooner

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Subway Safari

Subway SafariWho knew the C train goes from W 4th all the way to Africa? Well, apparently the answer is five million people per year, and last weekend I made my first pilgrimage along the route ending at the American Museum of Natural History. Loaded up with a 50mm and the big white telephoto, I roamed the hallowed halls with the sole intention of photographing the famous dioramas. I must admit, I felt a wee bit self-conscious shooting with the hefty zoom, a feeling only heightened by a backward glance that revealed hoards of tourists snapping happily with little more than iphones in hand. But soon the apprehension wore off, and I began to really enjoy the entire experience. The static models and restrictive perspective contrasted greatly with my usual style of street shooting, but the constrained environment presented a new and interesting challenge. The question became how can I photograph the African Mammal hall, a truly historic attraction viewed by more eyeballs than I care to imagine, in a new or unexpected way? How can I create images so that a passerby might actually mistake them for something shot on location, manipulating framing and perspective to eliminate the posed feel altogether? Often I found myself going the opposite route, seeking out overtly opaque drools or awkwardly taxidermied animal expressions, highlighting the quirky details that made each presentation unique. In the end, I am neither foolish nor egotistical enough to believe that I am the first (or last) to create  images like these, but it was awesome to play tourist-with-a-camera for a day at this New York icon.

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Merry Christmas, Baby

Merry Christmas, Baby

Last week, we properly welcomed the holidays into 7S with this petite pedestal pine. Lauren took full creative responsibility for the decorations, while I volunteered my brawn to lug the bugger home from the deli around the corner (and of course to document the night’s festivities!) Though a different experience from my childhood’s Christmas tree lot, it was fun to see tree stands begin to bloom across New York’s busy sidewalks, and it’s awesome to come home to that glorious Christmas smell.

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The Brenzier Method

What the heck is a Brenzier? Well, Brenzier is actually the last name of photographer Ryan Brenzier, the man who popularized a technique that now bears his namesake. In reality, The Brenzier Method is less of a method and more of an “mosaic,” a compilation of images stitched together to form a final product. But unlike the typical landscape photos that benefit from stitching, squeezing in more scene to create sprawling panoramas, The Brenzier Method strives for compression. Read on to learn more, or if you would rather just skip all the boring photo speak, feel free to do so now.

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I Am Thankful For…Part Duex

I present to you the second installment of a Thanksgiving double header, and I am so crazy STOKED on these portraits. After shooting these, I can totally see why people fall in love with studio shoots and controlled lighting, and even though we had to improvise with janky hotel light fixtures these might be some of my all time favorite photos. There must be something about Thanksgiving (I loved I took the photos from last thanksgiving as well), that or it must be something about my INSANELY EPIC FAMILY.

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I Am Thankful For…

Oh what a Thanksgiving it was! In fact, the holiday was so EPIC that I have been forced to break up the festivus into two separate blog posts, with the version you are now reading chronicling the feast itself. After days of preparation and supply gathering, the women descended on 7S the morning of the 22nd with a unified goal. With each minding her own specialty, a bounteous banquet was hand crafted around a 19-pound poultry centerpiece. At the stroke of 4pm, the clan enlisted a taxicab caravan down to 79 Crosby street, a dangerous voyage no doubt, but one that would be rewarded with spoils, spaciousness, and salaciousness…well not really that last part, that would be weird.

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