“I believe in the power of the photo’s magic, the ability to touch the soul with light and shadow; to excite through color and balance”. “Through the eye of a photographer a glance becomes a romance, wind becomes a dancer when introduced to fabric, and motion is stopped in a heightened sense with the click of a shutter”. “I strive for that split-second magic that happens when motion, mood and mystery by come together to form powerful color, and black & white photographs”. “The many forces within my life have influenced my vision”.” From the early images I grew up seeing by Avedon and Skrebneski, my time living in Paris and New York, the friends I adore from Milan to L.A., and the compelling memory of Miami Beach; all have shaped me in quite an indescribable way”. “I enjoy the challenge of creating modern images, powerful visual stories that speak effectively of life and the many ways we live it”.” Art, images, visual; it’s all is like water to me”. “I need it to survive”. “Through the years I’ve taken many timely images which have become timeless of women, movie-stars, and personalities.”
“I have photographed campaigns that I have charged tens of thousands of dollars for and I have captured images that I have charged nothing for”. “I love what I do for a living and direct that passion toward your project”.
I like: Archeology, History, Fashion, Cars, music, Cult films, European cemeteries, Passion,Spontaneity, Kissing, Taking Chances, The Unknown, Philosophy, Astronomy, Pucci, The 70s, Animals, Disney World, Art, Architecture, Art-Deco furniture and architecture, Doorways, Lavish Hotels, Amusement Parks, The Ocean, Horse-back riding in the snow, Mayan ruins, Dachshunds, Australian Shepherds, strong french-press coffee, Italy, SoHo, Petting, Speed, releasing adrenaline, Jazz concerts, Sunset Grill, Rickenbacker basses, Seafoam green, warm sand between my toes, Songs in the Attic, Smoke on the Water, Chris Rea’s On the Beach as well as Fool If You Think Its Over, fields of lavender , public displays of affection, To Live and Die in L.A., crisp white linen shirts, worn espresso- colored leather couches and chairs, Gino Vannelli,Bobby Caldwell, Bottega Veneta Hermes, Waterman and Montblanc Pens, cheap dates, Patti Smith, white cliffs of Dover, Willy Wonka, The smell of Florida lakes and burnt gasoline, Waterfalls, Snickers, Brian DePalma movies, David Lynch, Pipe Organs,Left-over Pizza for breakfast, Salty buttery popcorn in a old musty movie theatre with torn velvet seats, Barbados, Capri, Santorini, Degas, Richard Avedon, Victor Skrebneski, Pamela Hansen, Milton H. Green,Alberto Varga, Antoni Gaudi, 800 thread count sheets, Bruce Weber,Herb Ritts, Batman, the scents of cafe’ and roasting chestnuts along the streets of Milano at Christmas time, Gatlinburg TN,Apocalypse Now, dark photos of lingerie, Windmills, train rides through the Alps, old paint peeling on concrete and wooden walls, Lemurs in Madagascar, Water Skiing, Catherine Deneuve, Rome, Salvador Dali,Picasso, Rodin, Hugh Prather, the Paris Metro, Atlanta in the Spring, Paris in April, Miles Davis, Jimi Hendrix, very thin-crust pizza, everything in it’s place, stark contasts, incredible sound systems, Jim Beam, Mark Levinson, Mario Batali, Arthur Elgort, Rafael Nadal, Giorgio Armani, Valentino, Zoom jerkbaits, Rapala DT’s, Herman Miller Aeron chairs, Appalachian Trail