Breast-feeding

Breast-feeding. 



First off,

I always say a fed baby is a happy baby. 


I made the decision if I was able to produce milk I was going to do whatever it took to breast feed Riley. When I was in the hospital, I struggled with breastfeeding bad. I had so many people come in and show me the football technique, taco the boob, a boppy pillow, I mean everything. 


As soon as I got home my mom made me drink this rice drink that had tons of rice blended. Cinnamon, almond milk. And sweetner. She said I needed as many carbs as I could get to produce milk. 


I got mastsis as soon as I started breastfeeding the first week. It was brutal.


So if there’s one thing is, its painful, difficult, and if your baby doesn’t want to latch its very discouraging. 


I have attached things that have helped me while breast feeding for the first time and for 20 months of her life. 


Mind you, she never had a bottle in her life. She was solely and exclusively breast-fed. 

SoHo, NYC

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SoHo is home to the world’s greatest collection of cast-iron architecture. But more than that, SoHo is unique among New York’s neighborhoods for its classical French and Italian architectural designs. It simply doesn’t look like anywhere else, not even the neighboring West Village or Lower East Side. 

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For one thing, the colors are much more distinct in SoHo. They’re brighter. Perhaps that’s a reflection on the people living here. But for many of the cast-iron buiildings that give SoHo it’s unmistakable character, the reason for their bright coloring is actually pretty obvious: whenever you construct anything from wrought iron, it’s going to look like, well, wrought iron.

So the colors of SoHo as they’re known, or at least as they ought to be known, the colors that are just a street photographers dream come true (where else can you find so many amazing backdrops?), are actually the result of many, many coats of bright paints. And they light up a photo in ways even a flash cannot.

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For me, it’s all about New York streets. They’ve been immortalized in who knows how many songs and poems, movies and books, but even though I’ve spent years documenting them with my photography, I don’t think I’m any closer to understanding them than I was when I started. They are their own kind of art, and for a photographer, all you need to do is setup the shot and take it. I have lived in New York for only five years, but I have been a working, professional photographers for fifteen years now.

Street Scenes

Street Corner, NYC

Street Corner, NYC

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You never know what you’ll find on the streets. And if you happen to be a photographer working in New York, that’s doubly true. I’ve had the good fortune to shoot all over the world, and when I come back to New York, I’m always reminded of why I started my career here.

The New York street scene is, for better or for worse, the street scene. It’s the one that is the most iconoclastic, and because of the backdrop of New York, it’s the one that I think people from just about anywhere imagine when they think of the idea of a street scene—whatever a “street scene” happens to be.

I created this album to showcase some of my favorite street scenes that I’ve captured in New York. This is nothing that I’ve done on contract or in my studio, just real life moments captured by me with my Mark III when I had some time to kick it around the city. I hope you like what you see. I did.