Closing the Doors

With steadily declining attendance, the Bristol Presbyterian Church was forced to close this year after being a fixture in the community for more than 150 years.

Oh to be a Kid Again

Hoping Again

I just got a $100 ticket in the mail from a red light camera at 5 a.m. on my way to photograph Obama. I'm considering petitioning for a presidential pardon.

Echo Park

Echo Park. Apparently it's the 12th novel in the Harry Bosch detective series, and now it's the last book read by a man killed in a car accident in Bristol tonight. I've photographed plenty of accidents like that over the last five years, and while it's never easy, the camera helps detach you from what you're seeing, at least in the moment.

But seeing that book lying in a parking lot, 20 yards away from where it's owner was lying under a white sheet, both of them thrown from an SUV that was broadsided by a utility van, instantly stripped away any emotional detachment I've grown accustomed to. I spend a ton of time in my car, and I don't go anywhere without a book sitting next to me in the front seat. I'm not going to get into any sort of deep introspection on a photo blog, but I will simply say that looking at that copy of Echo Park tossed across a debris-strewn parking lot is an image that will stay with me for a long time.

Film Noir

Interviewing witnesses, accident scene, January 25, 2010.

Watercolors

Radcliffe Street, Bristol Borough, January 25, 2010

Final Resting Place

After a protracted legal battle over zoning issues and historic preservation concerns, Washington Crossing National Cemetery officially opened on January 20, 2010. Seven veterans are now interred on a plot of land that will eventually accommodate up to 200,000.

Calm before the Storm

Swimming is one of those sports I have a hard time being creative with. There's only so many different ways to shoot someone going up and down lane four over and over, so I try to keep myself entertained by looking for features away from the action.