Archive for April, 2008

Savoring The Unexpected (Washington, DC)

A few weeks ago I was lucky enough to finally meet up with Caroline and Mark in Washington, DC to shoot their engagement photos amidst the cherry blossoms (2008 wedding at The New York Yacht Club in Newport, RI).  Because of my crazy schedule, we decided that I would arrive the night before for the morning shoot.

I’ve always been a fan of two major concepts when it comes to professional photography:

1.)  Deliver creative results that exceed expectations.

2.)  Make your clients look great while having fun.

I think we succeeded in Washington!  What started as a “night before arrival” turned into an impromptu hilarious adventure throughout the city with Caroline and Mark.  As a photojournalist it was wonderful to work with limited light, heckling spectators and not knowing what opportunities were around the corner.

 

The unknown and the unexpected are a constant source of opportunity.  As a photojournalist, I arrive (obsessively) prepared with equipment and skills… but a willingness to play, explore and have fun just can’t be understated.

Yes… I flew all the way down to DC just to get shots of them in front of those gorgeous cherry blossoms, but the trip was a reminder to all of us out there shooting to be open to those constant little opportunities to capture the unexpected!  Thanks Caroline and Mark for that unexpected evening photo shoot.  I can’t wait for your wedding!


 

A vision of caregiving: One Mother’s Journey

  The following isn’t the most “fun” post I’ve made, but something that I’ve passed around privately to fellow caregivers, survivors and medical-types.  The feedback has been that the images are important and responsible (they also won the Pulitzer Prize)… so with the warning that they are not pleasant, I hope you find that they might spark a moment of reflection and appreciation!

  After a few weeks of sharing perspectives on everything from marathons to cancer through the medium of  photography, I’ve had an overwhelming response from folks who have been touched by this concept of “Survivor” and “Caregiver.”  

 

  Survivors overcome obstacles like disease, hardship and challenge… and Caregivers are synonymous with medical technicians, providers and those that clean up the “messiness” of disease and hardship.

  Since my sister was diagnosed with cancer I’ve shifted my definitions in very real and dramatic ways.  First and foremost, I’ve learned that survivors sometimes don’t actually survive.  I’ve met dozens of inspiring survivors who never fully overcome their diseases.  ”Survivor” is not a label just for those who are victorious.

  I’ve also learned that survivors include those family members and friends touched by the challenge of cancer… and those same Survivors are quite often the primary Caregivers.

  It’s an incredibly difficult dual role to play.  To have the discipline of an objective practitioner, while bearing the burden of anguish, sadness or just the “real life” stress of financial and logistical challenges is often overwhelming.  

  To add to our visual library of both Survivors and Caregivers, I’ve included an incredible collection from The Sacramento Bee’s photographer Renee Byer.  Her photography chronicles the journey of one single mother caring for her son and his cancerous stomach tumor.  The duality of the mother’s role is obvious… first Caregiver, Survivor and then back again.  It’s an impossible task, and one that we can barely comprehend.

  As trained medical professionals, documentary photojournalists and associate supporters of those on the front lines, it’s important to remember that who we focus on depends on the specific moment we engage them.  Understanding the plurality of each character adds depth and complexity to every scene.  

  It’s an important subtlety that we all struggle to balance: we all know the importance of “instinct” and “anticipation” as caregivers and journalists… but these images remind me of how important it is to stay in the moment, assume nothing and to take every event for the uniqueness that it is.

  With that said, Renee Byer does a fantastic job capturing one mother’s journey and challenges me to rethink some of the assumptions I make when encountering an “obvious” scene to be documented.  With depth and sensitivity, Renee illuminates the fact that the Caregiver is also the Survivor… and the roles held by one person can shift without notice.

  Here is the complete story including narrative… amazing stuff. (click NEXT to see each photo)

 

Survivor: Lea is cancer free

Since publishing that last post about the Boston Marathon, so many people have emailed with their own thoughts on challenge, family and surviving.  It obviously touches many many people in different ways.

One element of that story that was missing is the fact that my sister Lea is doing really really well.  A few weeks ago she returned home from Seattle with the INCREDIBLE news that she was CANCER FREE!!!

Lea is getting stronger every day, though like all of us… some days are better then others.  Her husband, Billy has been a rock of support in many ways.  As caretaker, friend and provider he has worn many many hats.  Yesterday was Billy’s birthday… so from all of us out here on the wrong coast: Happy Birthday Billy!!!


Boston Marathon: Done!!

WE DID IT!!!! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR SUPPORT!!

Listen to the 30 second NPR Interview of one of our supporters (Jim Kahn) talking about Lea.

Nothing sums up the experience better then this.  It’s worth it!!!!

The race was wonderful… and difficult to say the least.  Despite having the flu all last week, I went into the race feeling positive and excited.  We met with Lance Armstrong and Joan Benoit Samulson on Saturday, and it added to the inspiration.

The crowds were fantastic and the weather couldn’t have been nicer.  

The first half of the marathon went really well.  I had promised to go slow, to savor every aspect of the fans, the runners and to think of all of my wonderful supporters!  

I started to have some of that chest congestion like I had last week around mile 14, and by mile 20 (Heartbreak Hill) the “wheels were coming off the bus.”  Breathing was a bit tough, but I saw my family and friends on the hill… and it made a HUGE difference (thank you for being there!).

Some cramped legs and a little “Kona Shuffle” brought me in the rest of the way.  I finished well over an hour beyond my projected time, but I’m really not disappointed at all.  

This journey started in the depths of winter with my sister enduring rounds of Cytoxin, my mother watching her baby girl lose her hair, my brother-in-law having to leave his wife overnight in the hospital and Christine, my constant companion seeing the impact of this hell on me.

This entire marathon was a journey of hope, of family, of friendship and of faith.  The fact that I found myself suddenly a little under the weather reminded me of the millions out there touched by cancer who are fighting to LiveSTRONG.  I was running for THOSE people who couldn’t have this opportunity and I was running most of all for Lea… who in classic grace and athleticism ran this course in just over three hours a few years ago.

Sometimes the greatest joy comes from the challenges that are most difficult… and this race was no different.  Of all the races I’ve competed in, this is the most significant for me.

I know you’ve been with me every step of the way.  THANK YOU.  I know Lea’s struggle and the battle against cancer has touched you in a unique and very real way.  I’ve truly felt the support.

There’s very little that sums up our cumulative feelings better then this 30 second interview I heard this morning on NPR.  One of our friends who was out on the course was asked “why he was out there.”  Grab some tissues… because it’s the same reason you all have been with us:

CLICK TO LISTEN TO THE 30 second NPR INTERVIEW of one of our supporters (it’s worth it)