A few weeks ago, I had the immense pleasure of photographing a recording session for the Mat Jodrell Quartet. Getting to watch such extraordinary artists do what they do best in such a close, intimate setting was amazing. They gave me total freedom with the sorts of pictures I wanted to take, and were incredibly tolerant of me invading their space, as I crawled around drums and curled around doors trying to get the shots I wanted. I have a few portraits that I’ll post over the next few weeks, but we’ll start with this one. The drummer, as seen through the drums (yes, this was one of the aforementioned crawling on the floor shots) listening intently to Mat. The ease with which these musicians listened to each other, communicated, and collaborated was truly extraordinary, and I was lucky to witness it. For more information about Mat and his music, please visit www.matjodrell.com.
To be perfectly honest, I’m not sure if this picture makes me incredibly happy or incredibly sad. I think that really, it’s a bit of both. This week, I was lucky enough to visit The Bronx Zoo, and their AMAZING array of animals, including this super adorable baby gorilla. The Bronx Zoo does an amazing job of creating proper habitats for their animals, many of whom are endangered species, who could certainly use a protected environment in which to thrive and grow. However, there is something fundamentally sad about seeing an animal behind bars or glass. Particularly when the animal is as intelligent and as human as the gorillas, who I spent a lot of time watching. There will be many more animal portraits to come, but I couldn’t wait to post this particular picture. The little baby gorilla saw the kids that were touring the exhibit, came RUNNING down to them, and placed his hand right up to where their hands were waiting on the glass. I was lucky enough to have my camera at the ready so that I could catch this fleeting connection (which, I should add, thrilled the baby gorilla almost as much as it did the children!).
Meet Gary, the self proclaimed “Mayor of Central Park”. He spends his time at the “Imagine” Mosaic at Strawberry Fields, Central Park. Every day, he brings a new arrangement of flowers and/or trinkets to adorn the tribute to John Lennon. He greets tourists as if welcoming them to his home, and accepts “contributions to peace”, if said tourists are feeling generous.
“I’m just trying to do what the Brother wanted. Bring Peace.”
Demonstration by “How Many More? An Oral Memorial”. Directly in front of The White House, Washington DC. The speakers are reading names of Syrians killed over the past 4 years as a result of Isis terrorism. Particularly heartbreaking to me, are the two cell phone users that don’t even to bother to look up from their phones to acknowledge what they are walking directly through.