A former elevated rail track has metamorphosed into an elegant green space, a platform from which one can witness the city's largest emerging development (Hudson Yards), it's newest home for fine art (Whitney), and it's most notorious exhibitionist hotel guests (The Standard).
I was born in Lynn, Massachusetts, a factory town. When I was six, my family moved to Louisville, Kentucky, following my dad's work. We bought a house in a new suburb called Dorsey Woods. As kids we followed the storm drains and forged paths that cut through the fields of Berrytown. My mother was a social worker and physical therapist, often working for free, for the love of it. My father was a human resources guru, spending lots of time in India and South Korea, helping bring cultural understanding to newly "global" businesses. For my brother and I, National Geographic maps were our invitation to the world. Enchanted by the exotic gifts we received from our always-traveling aunt and uncle, our gaze was always fixed on the farthest stars. At 15, I worked on a dairy farm in Belgium. I spent my junior year of college studying at the Sorbonne and Institut Catholique in Paris, France. After graduation, I interned for a South Indian film production company, living in Hyderabad and Chennai, India. When I returned to the US, I moved to Brooklyn. I've been producing film (of all shape) for twenty five years. What connects all these experiences to what I do is a profound and un-quenched curiosity to observe and nurture what's human inside us. I am a romantic, with deep existential undertones. Photography gives me permission, a license to travel, the courage to really meet people, and the passion to observe and honor the most intimate of human experiences and emotion.