About a Boy: A Photographic Journey

One of the most unique things about life as a photographer is how you become involved in the lives of your clients. I am a witness to the rhythms of their lives - the ebbs, the flows, and those pauses when life's waters are momentarily calm. I have photographed this child since he was born and it's a joy to see him now, reveling in his boyhood. I can't wait to see what good things the future will bring to him, but I'll make sure to have my camera at the ready:)

Moments in Fatherhood: The New Arrival

With the worry and the terror involved in bringing your new baby home, as well as the lack of sleep, it's no wonder that those moments of quiet connection between parent and child are to be savored. This is one of my favorites:

The Dream Continues: The March on Washington 50 Years Later

Growing up in Washington, DC, I was always keenly aware of the history that flowed down our city streets and around every corner. Imagine opening up your social studies book and realizing that you had walked down the same street as the Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. and the thousands who gathered 50 years ago for the historic March on Washington. This past Saturday, the streets of DC were alive once again, with busloads of students, churchgoers, activists, and curious onlookers gathered to remember and recreate that March on Washington. There were the union members handing out signs calling for more jobs; advocacy groups such as the National Urban League and their Young Professionals shouting out fun chants that preached positivity. There were the college students - from the historically black colleges and universities as well as from Berkeley College, a career-driven college with a sharp focus on employment after graduation. The black sororities and fraternities were there, as were the black churches, like Alfred Street Baptist Church in Historic Old Town Alexandria, VA, and preachers, such as the Rev. Marina Skinner of North Carolina. The day had the feel of a massive family reunion, with groups of friends, old and new, meeting up under the bright blue skies. The World War II Memorial acted as meeting place where one could take a seat by the fountains and away from that persistent cloud of mosquitoes that greets you among the trees alongside the Reflecting Pool. It was a very good day with families bringing their small children to experience history, and as the day went on, watching these little people asleep in their strollers, I wondered what their dreams will be:)