Jim, an arborist, got Dakota as a rescue dog after Hurricane Katrina. Jim's passion for all plant life is fascinating, as are the many details I learned about his other passions.
On a very quiet January day I stumbled upon this Summer Camp on a side street in Salem. There's something overwhelmingly calming about a camp devoid of activity on a cold crisp January day . . .
On the first day of the new year I met Dachmon on a side street in Marblehead.
Lucky to meet Cooper, Dolly, & Scott
Some outtakes from a recent assignment for North Shore Magazine in Lowell . . .
Today I got the opportunity to take a portrait of the artist Gerald Hayes at his studio in Marblehead.
With the beautiful soft light of December I started on a series of portraits of the many different people who frequent the trail systems of Massachusetts. I intend to explore this slowly over the years . . . thanks to Mark & Oscar, Karen, and Harry for their time.
A late fall visit with Jon -- a visit long overdue . . .
Here is my ongoing exploration of High School Football--on a very mild Thanksgiving Day at the Marblehead vs Swampscott
Some portraits of a wonderful singer/songwriter, Matt Minigell
Today as the sun was rising I got some time to take a portrait of Mike, the owner of Marblehead Lobster Company which has probably one of the greatest locations of any business I've ever been to.
This is the beginning of a new series exploring High School Football . . .
On Ryan's lobster boat before sunrise with Brandon on a dock in Beverly
I spent an amazing morning (before the rain set in) at Suffolk Downs the day before the races. Here is Pearl with Bride Way Bay, George, Lorah, Bobby, and Pancho.
On Keith's lobster boat before sunrise with Mike on a dock in Beverly
In one of my favorite areas in Lynn--I met Bill & Tabitha
Daniel & Colby down a side street in Melrose
Dan "Buddy" Donovan, originally from East Boston along with his wife Margie welcomed me into their Revere Beach apartment and I heard stories that truly falls into "truth is stranger than fiction". A World War II Marine Vet; our time was too short and I look forward to hearing more tales from a remarkable life.
Upon entering the studio my eyes instantly drew me into yet another narrative of Jon Sarkin's . . .