Each year I look back on my photos and try to pick my favorites from the year. It always amazes me that I can remember where I was and what I was feeling as I took the photo. Here are my choices for 2013: 13. We’re lucky to have a venue for track cycling so...
New York has to be one of the best walking cities in the world. I spent a long weekend there in May, and took hundreds of photos. Perhaps a cliche, but it’s a city begging to be viewed in black and white. For me, the absence of color enhances its most remarkable...
Each year on this last day of December I like to look back at all the photos I’ve taken over the past year. While I could never remember every day of 2012, it’s amazing how I can remember in fairly vivid detail the circumstances of every photo − where it...
Woke early, attached a couple blinkies to my Seven, and headed out in the still-dark morning. It’s very quiet at that time, and I find it extremely peaceful to ride before the city wakes. As the sun started to rise, it brought with it the promise of a beautiful...
It was a grey morning in Chicago. I woke up early and headed out on my bike. As I crossed California Avenue, I spotted something up ahead on the right. A young girl was out jumping rope. At 8:45 on a Sunday morning. In 24 degree weather. She was bundled in a drab...
