My world revolves around words. I'm the former senior editor of New York Press, I write regularly about music for Time Out New York, and I spend my days copyediting everything from high-circulation glossy magazines to the menus beneath my bleary eyes.
After two decades of fear-tinged fascination with photography, I started teaching myself about cameras and picture-making with a Pentax K1000 in the mid-90s. Recently I inherited my long-dead father's two Nikons and a healthy smattering of Nikkor lenses.
In an old Smiths song called "Handsome Devil" Moz snarls: "There's more to life than books, you know, but not much more." That "more" for me, is color and light; the heat of a moment, frozen; the hum of a heart-stopping capture.
I take pictures because I am driven to document and describe the world around me. And words aren't quite enough.