With this photo the essence of that song and the license it takes with the poetry of the super ecstatic moment finally makes all the sense in the world, “….in the sky….”

A woman in her element, anywhere she may happen to be. That is the mark of true beauty. And, boy!, is she a solid true beauty.

….the morning’s first cup.

Nutrition is.

Finally getting pitch-hitting relief on the getting the knots out front. Walked in to find them handling it themselves. Love CHICKS.

My friend Raquel Allegra does some amazing distressed shirts. They sell at fabulously high prices to distressed adult women. I suggested she try some kids stuff for me to shoot as we were going out to the Island for our yearly all families included jaunt. She really came through, as did my assorted mob of some of the best models I’ve ever worked with. The light, the setting, the emoting, the fit, the pose, the poise, the gesture, the gaze, the gift of privacy glimpsed were all perfect because the moment was perfect and I learned a great deal from that. As a photographer you witness the perfect moment. As a director you conjoin the bustling factors of the universe and of human consciousness to manufacture a space within which that perfect moment can take shape. Master and Voyeur. 

This is some of the ultimate kudos, to have our hard work and ingenuity, and our fancy CHICKS, given the nod on one of the great stalwart sites that keeps the web human, that exults the regency that resides in the quotidian, that turns back the tide of kitsch by stemming its ranks and and placing small, saintly wonders in the hands of those who need them.