Approximately every other week I make my way into a foreign and somewhat unknown territory called New Jersey. I am on a mission. I head straight to Horizon Nails to get a manicure, sometimes a pedicu...
In the mid 80′s, when I was humming along doing a great deal of portraiture of The Titans of American Industry, I was asked by a creative director (who shall remain anonymous) to make portraits...
Many years ago I was asked by Town & Country magazine to photograph an elderly Lady Caroline Blackwood at her home in Sag Harbor, Long Island. In all the years I have been a photographer, this wa...
Leaving on a freight train this week. See you again on Monday.
Since I was a young boy I worked in gardens. It was one of the few activities my father and I did together when I was very young, and even in high school, I worked one summer with our gardener puttin...
One morning I was asked into Graydon Carter’s office, the editor of Vanity Fair, just as the world was collapsing under the total notion that greed is good, until someone noticed maybe it wasn&...
We finally arrived at the ranch. Immediately Terry and I left with the ranch manager to scout locations, while our two precious and fragile girls were left in the van with the rest of the crew. This ...
In the spring of 1996, Things were chirping along. The buds were on the trees and unlike Mr. Elliott; I was finding April to be far from the cruelest month. In fact, the promise of spring has always ...
It looks today that the TIME for blogging is going to sneak past me. In lieu of blogging, I will post the most recent cover I shot for TIME Magazine. Till next week.
Everyday, for almost one hundred days, I walked, drove and ran all over Israel and occupied territories in my efforts to find pictures. I shot 88 rolls of film in 100 days (no bracketing then, less t...
Shortly after arriving in Jerusalem and having just barely settled into my routine, I was told that I had been given the privilege of meeting the Prime Minister (Golda Meir) at her office. So one mor...
Sorry, I have been out of town, out of sorts, out of bounds and totally outside this week. Stay tuned, next week I will be back ready to roll with a little rock.
With my beautiful letter and crest from the mayor of Jerusalem in hand, I went off to El Al Airlines to see if I could barter for three tickets to Israel. I had no money, and even though I figured li...
Many people have asked me how and why I became a photographer in the first place, but as far as I can remember, no one has inquired what was the most life-changing day in my photographic life. It all...
Yesterday, we officially began our attempt to oversee and evaluate every major and significant college and university in the United States and England. By the time we are through, Fodors will have no...
As many of you might be aware, I pride myself on being an original, some would call it an eccentric. To me it all feels perfectly natural, and if you were to gaze at me superficially, I most probably...
Like the culture, I am running on empty this week. I need a week to fill up. Stay tuned and see you next week.
“For what shall it profit a man, if he shall gain the whole world, and loose his own soul?” - Mark 8:36 It’s not that our culture, our lives, our aspirations has lost its soul, it&#...
Please forgive my tardiness. I am completely surrounded by disorganization, that is on it’s way to being organized. Who could stop in the midst of all this chaos to write a blog. Not I. But by ...
Oh boy, this should get me in real trouble. I’ve always had a way of “stirring the pot” and seeing what rises to the surface, but what I am about to tell you will probably really cu...
Do you remember a world where men distinguished themselves by aspiring to be gentle men, where one’s word was more potent than a contract, where a woman was a lady and had special privilege, we...
I’ve never been a very nice person. I would like to be. I can remember in camp as 15 year old thinking that many of the other boys in the cabin were much nicer than I was, and I was going to t...
The last few weeks I have been feeling in/out/and besides my sorts. I can’t seem to equalize all the turmoil, but Christmas is arising and I am off to see America and grandchildren, and life is slowl...
Beside the fact that I never camp, I am still not a happy camper. I have been putting off writing my ruminations because I feel like a lone wolf in the arctic, howling into an empty world with nobody...
Well, who knew everyone was so enamored to their smile. I thought you’d like to give it up like a bad night’s hangover, but oh no, it’s how people ingratiate themselves to each othe...
“Smile though your heart is aching Smile even though it’s breaking When there are clouds in the sky, you’ll get by If you smile through your fear and sorrow Smile and maybe t...
I remember in some English class that although Jane Austin never once mentioned the Napoleonic wars in her novels, they were there…every present in the background, affecting her characters deci...
By popular request, I will put off good morning, good day, and good evening Vietnam until next week, and thought instead I’d dive forward into the backwards way I approach a photographic assign...
It was a beautiful October morning in 1967, and I was preoccupied with the life around me, classes, books, clothes, girls, and totally oblivious to the real world around me. I was still so innocent, ...
I think what the world needs now if not “love sweet love,” and a good dose of repentance is at least a good business story, one that you can believe in. For all the horrible stories about...
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