Finer feathered friends

A series of tests for a large scale project I'm working on.

Emerging from shadows II

Moments of connection

A simple truth that I forever marvel at: the more open I am with my subjects, the more open (braver, more vulnerable, more giving) they are with me.

Acknowledging small accomplishments

Il mio nuovo amico

Diane and I took the kids to Little Italy in the lower east side of Manhattan for dinner. My daughter, Lindsey was dancing with me in the street when we caught the eye of this charming gentleman (Mario) who was as delighted with our antics as we were with him. My son, Drew (not to be undone) offered up his sister for sale and when he wouldn't bite (my look clearly told him I wasn't amused) asked him to at least teach him how to yell at her in Italian. The rest is 15 minutes of pure hysterics. (it's amazing how quickly kids can learn a new language if the subject matter is interesting) Ciao for now.

A tulip overcoming it's fear of the dark