Columbus Day
I walked the Columbus Day Parade located in “The Hill” Neighborhood on Sunday. As I worked I noticed Joel Moss, 7, of Lemay tossing candy from the back of an antique police car. People in parades are generally all smiles…
I walked the Columbus Day Parade located in “The Hill” Neighborhood on Sunday. As I worked I noticed Joel Moss, 7, of Lemay tossing candy from the back of an antique police car. People in parades are generally all smiles…
Sculptor Michael Gard's woven wire dancers twirled in the breeze at sunset at the St. Louis Art Fair in Clayton.
Most photojournalists look for human interaction as their canvas to shoot documentary photographs. It’s the interplay between human beings that allows…
Last time I photographed St. Louis Blues hockey at Scottrade Center I came home with a black eye.
You see, we often photograph the games through tiny windows cut out of the safety glass encircling the ice. At right you can…
I photographed Caleb Brooks, 7, of High Ridge catching his fourth fish of the day. He was having a stroke of beginners luck. The beauty of this story was as the afternoon went on he turned into a classic fisherman.…
A few words, mainly pictures. Here’s a small visual essay on President Barack Obama’s visit to Fox High School, as seen from a photojournalist’s perspective with a bent for black & white. After a long day where the hours have…
There are heroes all around us.
I was covering a fire that was started when the disgruntled son of a resident at St. Sophia Health and Rehabilitation Center drove a car through the front door of the Florissant facility early on the…
I had the privilege to meet a young up and coming glass artist last week. His name is Jesse England. He is originally from Kansas City, but is now an assistant at Augusta Glass Studio.…
I wonder what this couple is thinking? Have they been together a millions years? Or were they once high school sweethearts who married much later in life? I saw them while on assignment and could not resist taking about three…
Sometimes photographing a story is like slowly peeling an onion, layer by layer until the right situation presents itself. And when the situation presents itself the photographer hopefully is prepared to shoot pictures.
Yesterday the situation presented itself before I had…
c. 1932
In the past few months, I’ve begun the process of digitizing old family photos, a process I foresee will take me at least 20 years. I have thousands of my own negatives from the seventies and eighties, and I’d…