finalist squared.

According to Facebook, it’s been 10 days since I’ve last posted. TEN DAYS.


I really don’t know what’s wrong with me or where my motivation went. I thought I was hitting a stride, and then, mid-leap I hit a wall. HARD. Anyway, not to make any empty promises, I’m going to get myself back on track, hopefully sooner rather than later.

I just wanted to hop on here and share with you guys some good news. Remember last year when I entered that photo contest and was picked as a finalist? Well, I entered again, and for the second time in a row, I was named a finalist! I submitted two photos but only one was chosen, and if we’re being honest, I’m not surprised at their choice.


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The backstory on this one is that I took it on the same day that I took the last finalist photo (the hot dog vendor one). Unlike the first photo, I was immediately in love with this one and, by the time Lisa and I had left Central Park, I had convinced myself that this would be included in Time Magazine’s Most Iconic Photos of 2013. #conceitedmuch I’m still waiting for that phone call. Fast forward about two years when I donated a print of this to the Silent Auction at work. It was right when the war on cops and the Black Lives Matter movement was really starting to heat up. I showed it to my co-worker and she told me that it probably wouldn’t go over too well. I don’t work in the best of neighborhoods, to put it lightly. Discouraged and more than a little miffed, I donated it anyway and on the day of the auction, I watched it LIKE. A. HAWK. It didn’t get any bids. Not a single one.

Today, this baby is a finalist and I couldn’t be prouder.

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Like it’s sibling, it will be published in the Photographer’s Forum Best of Photography 2015 with my name written underneath it and a bunch of other cool things. Like a certificate and the knowledge that somewhere, in some school’s library there will be books with my pictures and name in them.

Take that, (silent auction) haters.

I’ll see you guys soon. Hopefully before the post I’ve written in my head deletes itself, because that’s annoying.


snow my God! a weekend recap

Monday, we meet again. I was on the fence about doing a weekend recap since all I did was wait for the snow, watch the snow, and then wish the snow would go away. But, for the sake of posterity, I decided to do one anyway.

Friday I had plans to go to Jessica’s, but Jonas had other ideas. The storm was supposed to start at 3 am Saturday morning. Then, while I was at the Post Office, I made some new friends who told me that they heard it was now supposed to begin between 12 and 2 am. Whatever, I’ll be home in plenty of time either way. My roommates parents had the news on all night and were, quite frankly, driving me nuts about it all. We’re supposed to get 6-12 inches, how bad could it be? The worst will be overnight. I’ll be fine. That’s what I kept saying. When I got the “do you want to reschedule?” text I decided to stay home and see what this storm was all about.

Jonas landed at about 9:30 pm Friday night and pounded right on through midnight Saturday night (technically Sunday morning). christ. 


Saturday I was supposed to go out for Lisa’s birthday but with the snow falling at 3 inches an hour and winds upwards of 45-50mph, she decided to reschedule. good choice. Instead, Nicole came over and we watched Hotel Transylvania 2 and The Intern.

To pad this post a little, I’ll give my thoughts on both movies. HT2 was OK, but I think the commercials made it seem much funnier than it was. Pretty disappointing. The Intern was great. I loved it! Robert DeNiro was the cutest little old(er) man. He made me so sad but in a good way. A mischina, if you will. (mish-keen: an italian slang term usually meaning “what a pity”.) I don’t know why Anne Hathaway gets all the hate she does because she’s perfect for these roles. I hate to typecast actors but if she could pull a Kate Hudson and mostly do these kinds of movies for the rest of her career, I’d be very happy.

Sunday consisted of me helping my mom shovel the car out and make a path for our garbage cans. People who know me that may (or may not) read this are probably calling bullshit because I HATE the snow. Shoveling it, walking in it,hearing about it, ALL OF IT. But I did! I shoveled! Like a big girl!


I heard my neighbor mention that her ruler was reading 30.5 inches. Officially, the weather people keep saying that this was the second biggest storm in NYC’s history. We missed tying for first place by .10 of an inch. Unofficially, that is a shit ton of snow.

Either way, there’s always time for some selfies. Or some snowfies!

That’s my “how can something so sparkly be such a problem?” face.

After shoveling and selfie-ing, I came inside with every intention of reading, but I wound up getting a call from a nap that I just had to answer.

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And that’s about it. Now it’s all about figuring out how to live in a snowglobe. Thank God it’s suppposed to be almost 45 degrees with some chance of rain by Tuesday.


What did you do this weekend? We’re you snowed in?

Let’s discuss!


kids these days

I saw this video floating around Facebook recently. Take a look and then we’ll discuss.

Ok, first of all – this was over a cellphone. A CELLPHONE. When I was his age, I had a pre-paid cellphone. It didn’t text, it had actual buttons, the screen was green and black and it had monophonic ringtones. It did, however, have a snazzy light up antenna (oh! that too! an antenna! do kids these days even know what that is?) that lit up when the phone rang. It was quite exciting.

Second, where does this kid come off? He obviously wasn’t supposed to have his cellphone in class/school. He was probably using it because Instagram is so much more important than math or history or whatever the poor man was trying to teach. The teacher was probably fed up and just wanted to get through the lesson. Instead, he gets slammed to the ground. I don’t want to comment on what kind of job his parents are doing because I am not a parent myself and because I don’t know what goes on in this kid’s home/life, but you can probably guess what I would say.

It’s hard for me to watch the video because the teacher is my parents age. They aren’t teachers, but it kills me to think that they could walk in to work and have something like this happen to them. Imagine this guy going home and his wife asking how his day was and he has to tell her that he got beat up by a student? Ugh. I can’t. It makes me sick. The other thing that bothers me is that no one helped. Not one other student said “Hey dude, it’s not worth it.” (kids still say “dude today, right? did they ever say “dude”?) Finally at the end, you can hear someone say “Should I get security?” and someone else tells them “yea”. Well that only took forever.

I give teachers – middle and high school ones, especially- a ton of credit. I know I could never do it. Not just because of events like this one, but in general. Teachers have a certain something that I just don’t have. It’s a different kind of patience, I think.

Hope you’re having a great week and if you’re in an area that’s bracing for the blizzard this week (like I am), stay safe, warm, and make sure your liquor cabinet refrigerator is fully stocked. (for the record, i’m already freaking out over this storm. i hate snow and i’m hearing we should expect upwards of 3 feet. my boss isn’t one to close, which is a whole different post, so watch for me on the news – the only idiot in brooklyn trudging to work in a blizzard.)


Putting myself out there

So it’s been almost a month. I know, I’m sorry. I wish I had a good excuse but I don’t. I just wasn’t feeling it. I wasn’t inspired. I can’t promise that things will change from here on out but I can try. And that’s what counts.

In an effort to make myself believe that when I am doing what I love it shows in the results I sat down at my computer and chose some photos to donate to the silent auction being held at work. In case you’re wondering, we hold a silent auction every year to raise money to benefit the school’s student book scholarship. Anyway, I wanted to donate something other than my used chotchkes. I decided on five of my favorites and ordered them in a 5×7 size. When they came, I went to Amazing Savings, a.k.a my happy place, and found beautifully simple black frames with a black and white mat. From the five pictures, I chose three and framed them. I have to admit, they look really good.

I brought them into work today and prepared myself to show my boss. I’ve made the mistake of dwelling on my job and how unhappy I am there in other blogs that I’ve started and forgot about so I won’t get into it but, for the new comers out there, I am unhappy at my job. I am working to remedy that situation. My boss is a hard, hard nut to crack. I was nervous because although I have been told that I have a talent in photography and that I should show my work more, I find it hard to wrap my head around that. My thoughts always end up somewhere in the realm of “I may be good but someone else is better”.

I pulled out the first one and I’m not lying when I say her eyes lit up. She ooo’ed and ahhh’d over the three of them and tried to figure out where she would hang them in her office if she happened to have the winning bid. I told her that if they turn out to be such a huge hit and incite a bidding war that she happens to lose, I would make her a copy of the picture that she fell in love with. She looked touched which felt pretty good. I asked her what she would value them at so that I could enter it into our database. She said she would value them at $50 each and start the bidding at $25. You could have knocked me over with a feather. I was expecting her to value them at $25 and start the bidding at $15. Not because I’m not worth $50 but because it cost me next to nothing to make this donation. Honestly, each picture came to less than $10 – framed.

I left her office floating on a cloud. It took alot for me to put myself and my work out there. The same way it takes alot for me to put these blogs out there. In my head I’m never funny enough or sound smart enough or bring up any good points. My pictures aren’t lit well enough, they aren’t composed the right way, there’s something in the frame that I don’t know how to edit out. I have to figure out a way to crawl out of my own head for a few minutes and realize that I AM talented and people DO appreciate my work. Like I could tell you right now what’s going through my head is ughhh this is boring. stop using commas. maybe i won’t post this. if i don’t post it then what/when will i post? 


So yea, basically I just wanted to get on here and share my triumph of putting myself out there. GO ME!

I didn’t make any concrete resolutions this year but putting myself out there would be on the list.  Since it’s still January and I need a way to wrap up, my other goals of the year would be:

  1. To write more
  2. To photograph more
  3. To stop being so hard on myself (This is a BIG one. And it’s important because I’m annoying myself with all of my negativity.)

Sorry if you found this post a little dull (there I go again).  Please come back for more. They’ll get better – I’ll make sure of it!

In case you were wondering, these are the photos that I decided to donate. Enjoy!

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