I invite you to embark on an ongoing photographic odyssey - one of exotic locales, colorful characters, strange customs and untold adventures. Not to be overshadowed, New York City, a microcosm of the world, pulsates with art, fashion and culture, with surprises and contradictions all its own. Long Island beckons too, from North Fork vineyards to South Shore beaches. I hope my paintings and photos inspire and inform. Click on images to link to Flickr and on OLDER POSTS for additional content.
Autumnal Splendor
The young lady was caught in a moment of reflection. I used the Canon 70-200 f4 IS L lens. She was silhouetted against the brilliant setting, trees lit by the sun behind her. This created a most beautiful and warm hair light. I simply tweaked a drop with fill light in Lightroom to capture a touch of her expression.
Marilyn
Marilyn, originally uploaded by lionheart613.
To my mother, in her memory. May 30, 1935 - November 6, 2003
Gay Pride Parade NYC
Village Halloween Parade
The youth, in his flowered attire is reminiscent of the self portrait by Caravaggio as Dionysius.
Russian Model
Russian Model, originally uploaded by lionheart613.
I painted this many years ago, at the Art Student's League, under the tutelage of Oldrich Tepley.
Graffiti Alley
An Alley on Lafayette Street. Colorful art on brick walls complemented by green aluminum. Like a prison, the playground of urban decay is barred.
N.Y.F.D Dalmatian
NYC Marathon November 2010
Emerging from the Darkness
Reminds me of a painting by Escher. People going up and down a staircase simultaneously. The French have a term, creative as they are, "l'esprit d'escalier", or the spirit of the escalator. L'esprit de l'escalier (staircase wit) is thinking of a clever comeback when it is too late. The phrase can be used to describe a riposte to an insult or any witty remark that comes to mind too late to be useful—after one has left the scene of the encounter. The phenomenon is usually accompanied by a feeling of regret at not having thought of it when it was most needed or suitable. How often have you passed someone on an escalator that you wanted to speak to, but only thought of what to say afterward. The moment is gone forever.
Incoming Train
Like figures from the Matrix, two blonds in red coats present repeating patterns. The train is a blur of motion, highlighted by the stolidity of the platform.
