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I got to work one morning an hour early. I took pictures out my office window as parents were taking their kids to school and people were walking to work. It put me in mind of both my childhood and taking my own kids to school.

I went down to the Boston Common before work to take pictures last week. I wanted to photograph people walking their dogs, but did this instead. I did another picture of men on the left, women on the right last year, but I wasn't happy with it. This picture took about half an hour to do and there are about 150 men and women as well as roughly 2 buses, 3 trucks, 6 dogs, and 14 birds (including a hawk, I think).
It's a good month. I went to the Griffin/PRC Portfolio Reviews last weekend (these events gather art and photo professionals to meet individually with fine art photographers, kind of like speed dating), and people were kind of nuts over my work, especially my squirrel picture. Also, I'm doing lots of new work, like this picture of stalks. Again in the Public Garden, about a hundred exposures in 20 minutes. The tourists are back and people are out with their cameras. Ideal conditions for me.


This is my comment on Greg Cook's photo of a "vandalized" Shepard Fairey hunk of graffiti on Washington Street in Providence. Greg Cook's blog is the excellent New England Journal of Aesthetic Research.
One of my main artistic goals is to avoid cliche, but lately what draws me to the things I photograph is their cliche value. I really like going to these over-photographed tourist spots--the Boston Public Garden, Copley Square, etc. My reasoning: I should go out and attack gives me the creeps head-on. I don't want to be fear tulips, ducks, foliage, children and the beautiful Boston Public Garden anymore. However, the woman (above) carrying the small canvas, in my opinion, is shirking her duty regarding the cliche. And I love her for it.