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Families in 2015

Families in 2015

Her unabashed sincerity in this image left me awestruck. The night Evil Sword opened for Dan Deacon at the First Unitarian Church, I was enthralled by their steam punk gone folk lore set. The tiny shepherd. This guy. I just don’t even have the words to describe...

When Liz and I met for her wedding consult she began with the normal details that all brides recount.  She chatted at a quick clip about the location – the Society Hill Dance Academy, the timeline and various other details.  She envisioned an intimate setting...

My roots in both; photography and advocacy took hold as they often do, at an unassuming age, without my knowledge of what was happening.  My mother, a geriatric nurse, was somehow allowed to bring me to work with her.  So, at the age of five, my father would drive me...

This past Easter weekend I went home and, with my family, spread my Father’s ashes.  In an unceremonious and seemingly uncorrelated event, I decided I wanted to gather several transplants from the home I grew up at to bring back to our new home in Pennsylvania....