I am not a female photographer. I am a photographer…who happens to be female. Together, in this industry, in the year 2016, we are simply “photographers.” We are not defined by our gender. I, for […]
“Wow, you’re expensive.” “Really? Compared to what?” See… some people drive a Cadillac; some drive a Chevy some people eat lasagna at an Italian bistro; some eat Chef Boyardee some people want exceptional photography; some […]
Dear Portrait Photographers, You do not cure cancer. You don’t have the power to stop the path of a tornado or make rain fall on a land covered in drought. You take pictures of people. […]
My idea for a brand new reality photography show: Photography Island. We drop a group of photographers into the middle of a huge wedding (on an island, of course, or the name would make NO […]
Here’s to the women, the soothers, the kissers of boo boos whose little children call them mama Who bring their unflattened bellies and muffin tops their insecurities and worries to the session And to the […]
1. They leave the drama to HBO. You will get sucked down faster than a cold beer on a hot day when you engage in the dramatic dealings of certain people. I’m not naming names; […]
The United States came into existence thanks to rebels. Funny thing is, they didn’t look like rebels. They didn’t look like misfits or the 18th century version of Indiana Jones. Some of them did, sure, […]
If you stay at the MGM Signature and accidentally lock yourself in the bathroom, you’d better hope you have a friend who can save you, because in spite of calling down to the front desk, […]
Dear Kenneth Copeland and Jesse Duplantis, I just watched Expensive Jets for Jesus justifying why you need your expensive private jets. I suspect you’ve been receiving some flack for this. Who woulda thunk it? I […]
Alice walked up to the Cheshire Cat. “Excuse me,” she said politely. “Would you tell me please, Cat, which photographer I ought to use?” The Cheshire Cat paused for a moment, looked off into the […]
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