I was in an Art Show!

I was in an art show! A street fair on East 91st Street, just a few blocks from Museum Mile. I got accepted on the Friday evening before the event — just two days to prepare — and I’d never done a street art show before. I needed plastic sleeves, backings, cardboard corners… fast. I realized the best way to get what I needed in time was to walk the neighborhood frame shops. To my relief, I found kind people willing to sell me supplies at Amazon prices or less — and with smiles and encouragement.

As you can see, I need a larger space, a tent with shelves, a gallery, something, to hold all of my things.

I only had 6 feet across and brought way too many prints. My table and chairs were borrowed from a neighbor, and I brought Halloween candy for visitors. I ended up eating them for breakfast and lunch. I’ve been in a lot of shows over the years, but there was a very long gap. My last show was called Essential and it was a group show in a space in Chelsea. Since then I had a baby, moved three times, had a 9-5 during COVID, and have been ramping up my weddings, portraits, and headshots. I was doing a lot of art reproduction for companies such as Gagosian Gallery, Southeby’s and the Hall Art Collection. My work was published in some books. But now after 14 years, I was able to present my art to the world again.

It was so gratifying to have people really look at my work — not just glance, but stop, flip through, connect. I ended up selling a record number of photographs.

One person lingered over my coastal California series and said, “You’re speaking my language,” before buying a print of two surfers watching the waves at dawn in Half Moon Bay.

Another woman picked up a cityscape and told me she’s an art collector. She insisted I sign it.

I was exuberant. Creating art is at the heart of my existence. When people connect with it and choose to hang it in their homes — it feels like I’m contributing to the world in the way I’m truly meant to.

Another highlight is that I got to know a woman picking out a necklace from a vendor next to me. I’m kind of obsessed with color analysis so it was really fun for me to determine she was a bright winter and really needed to get the green necklace. She turned out to be a Tribeca gallery owner. After she picked out the necklace she took a long look at my collection and took my card.

NYC Headshots

Sometimes you do a headshot and have a special bond with the subject. This young actor - and singer and dancer - had something special. There was an energy, passion, intelligence, and nuance that was shining through. I know that this incredible human will soar.

My FIRST Wedding

I’m so excited to be getting back into weddings. I did one last year and am starting to book them for 2026. One is in the Picnic House in Brooklyn and I’m so excited. The one this week is at City Hall. Classic. There’s not much better than wandering around downtown doing wedding pictures. And then there’s Central Park, which is always so swoon.

REACH out to me

I know most of you personally. Reach out to me and let me know how you’re doing! I miss hearing from you.

The Conservatory Gardens are so swoon, and open after renovations!

THAT tree.

First of all, I need to preface this post by saying, always go to the Central Park dot org, not dot com page to get your info about the park. Second of all, I’ve done a ton of destination weddings in Central Park’s Conservatory Garden, but since it’s springtime, I thought I’d feature this one.

The Road Less Traveled

Most tourists go to the portion of Central Park below 96th Street. However, if you have an extra day and want to explore further, go where the tourists rarely venture, to the Conservatory Garden located at 104th and 5th. It’s such a zen place, complete with a crabapple allée as they call it — they even make crabapples sound fancy — an epic entry gate called the Vanderbilt Gate that I just want to hug; an English Garden on the south side (my favorite and featured in the pictures on this post); a beautiful fountain in the Italian section and otherworldly floral displays and statues on the north side, the French garden. It’s like visiting Europe without the lines at the airport.

Weddings in Central Park can be chaotic. Have you ever seen lines of brides on a weekend at the Bow Bridge? I have. This place is a quiet, tucked-in oasis. As my teen would say, it has Max Aura.

Renovations are Done

The Conservancy has just finished a massive renovation. Restoring fountains, freshening up the landscaping, and making everything fresh and new. I just wrote to them to confirm they’re booking weddings. I’ll update this post if I hear back, but I think it’s a go?

May favorite spot is the Burnett Fountain, located at one end of a water lily pool in the Conservatory Garden’s English-style garden. “The Burnett Fountain is a memorial to the children’s book author Frances Hodgson Burnett (1849–1924), known for her novels The Secret Garden, Little Lord Fauntleroy, and A Little Princess.” It’s on the south side, and it’s where a lot of couples have their ceremony because of many things, but especially THAT gorgeous tree, pictured above. A lot of people love getting married under a magestic tree.

To be honest, most of the weddings I did there were destination weddings, of couples traveling from abroad. Since fewer people are traveling to the US these days, I really hope locals will discover this little gem of a wedding venue.

These Guys Owe Me Pictures!

I photographed my dear groom Carlos and his husband at the garden, and I only have a few pictures — long story. I asked for more, and he promised he’d send them to me. For now, voila! Carlos and I share a love for Gloria Estefan and he’s just a wonderful person. Full gallery coming soon I hope. These are also wonderful because the officiant is one of my favorite people, Reverend Annie.

Okay, here’s the rat story

I always like to add a little story. When I first moved into my apartment building again, I saw a creature out of the corner of my eye when I was working on a swivel chair. It was a rat, or a mouse, but I couldn’t tell. Then the next morning, my son screamed while in the bathroom. Like squealed. He said it was a rat, or a mouse. And it ran into the heater area. I called the troops, and they did a search and seal, and left a lot of toxic-smelling glue traps. After a short time I couldn’t bear to see a rat, or a mouse, die in a glue trap, so I tossed the traps.

A few days later, I donated a rolled up futon mattress to someone. I left it outside at 11PM — a minute before the receipient’s arrival — because I didn’t know the person who was picking it up. He texted me and said he couldn’t take it, “because there was a rat, or a mouse, on it.”

And so that is how we evicted the rat — it was a rat, probably an adolescent — without harming him, and we had a little roommate hiding in a futon for a couple of days. And there is my fun New York story that only the people who read to the end will get to read. I know a lot of you have a New York story. Care to share?

Maternity photos

My full-on documentary style comes to the fore when I photograph pregnant women. I tend to use my vintage cameras with gritty film and black and white. It’s just what inspires me. I have a ton more of these, but of course this is all I can find at the moment. Are you a mom to be? Do you want me to photograph you in a soft, but real way? Contact me! This gallery is so special to me.

Shakespeare Garden Central Park

Do you love Central Park? I wouldn’t be surprised if you have never seen the Shakespeare Garden. Go visit! Can’t visit? Then check out this lovely wedding I did a while back with Peter the wedding officiant!

Maternity pictures with clothing, and . . . New Camera!

I got a new camera! If you’re interested in geeking out with me, message me and we can discuss. I’m sooo excited. Oh! and here are some more maternity portraits, these outdoors, fully-clothed, in Central Park on the Bow Bridge, Reservoir, and on a big rock in Central Park.