My dad was an italian immigrant from southern Italy who grew up in Brooklyn. He and my mother settled in Washington DC. We often drove to Brooklyn to see extended family on my Dad’s side. Although familiar with growing up in a city, nothing really compared to the experience of Brooklyn and the Italians. And Coney Island. Related Images:
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Morning is a time of day-even though it’s still pretty dark at midnight. As usual, I got caught up in doing the right things and laboring over the latest quality control efforts. Got a bunch done but didn’t quite make it to creative stuff until waaay too late. Related Images:
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Morning Glories are some of my favorite flowers- especially the color called Midnight Blue. I start them from seed and then as with many flowers, I photograph them through their entire life cycle. What I’ve learned about most flowers is that they change color as they age, and they take on new, sometimes unusual characteristics. No one stage is less beautiful than another. As the autumn chill takes hold, Morning Glories also develop very different personalities as they soften and turn in on themselves. They could be poster children for age appreciation. Every one of these images is that of a
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