I had the honour of speaking at Getty Images this week. It was the experience of a lifetime.
The James Hotel and New York City.
My very dear friend, Trish.
It's a somewhat dark and confusing place.
Because joy is meant to be shared.
This is my final roll of Hasselblad film that I took in Paris -- one of my favourite evenings of our trip.
One from the archives, and a new favourite.
I've decided to start sharing the uncommonly beautiful people who cross my path. My friend Aimee is first.
They grow 'em different than they used to. And I need to go back to growing mine like I used to.
On resting, the video capabilities of the Nikon D4, and announcing the Fall session of the Path Finder. (When I come back from rest, I do so with a vengeance.)