Our first stop after jumping in the car was Matt's Big Breakfast. What a gem. Murray Diamonds ordered a tremendous meal that we all thought he wouldn't finish. I bet him $10 and lost.
I built this alcove in our basement bathroom with the intent to install a vintage European urinal. I was outvoted. Though some may think a urinal gross it makes sense when boys out-number girls. Boys forget to lift the lid, and when they do they never put it back down.
I had to settle for a speaker and now no ones a peein'.
I just don't trust people to hold their doors when they open them. Convenience is not worth a lifetime of door dings.
I spotted an advertisement I created for Brookfield Place atop a cab in Manhattan. Funny though, my kids were more excited to see this than any film that I worked on. Maybe this is more tangible to them?
Once again hanging out with the cousins. This time it's fishing off Orient Point. If we look to the left we can see Block Island. Pictured here is my oldest son Andrew.
We were seated at a round table during Dim Sum on a Sunday morning in Boston. I set my phone to panorama, placed it on a lazy susan and gave it a spin.
Neighbors son backed into the Volkswagen. His SUV bypassed the bumper and went right into the grill. These things happen on a tight block.
Thanksgivings in Amsterdam with cousin Ricky and Dave Moore.
Setting up for a night shoot. 8mm on a D800.