I’ve completely abandoned the Photorious blog. For the last 18 months and for all kinds of personal reasons (some intentional, some not). But I didn’t come close to abandoning photography. As a means of “catching up” (as if that’s possible), I waded through the last year and a half of my photographic life and came up with these. There are a few things that are clear in retrospect, but most of all…my life is full of great experiences and even better people.

SOHO, Manhattan


Copenhagen, Denmark


Queens, NY


Los Altos, CA


Mill Valley, CA


San Francisco, CA


Plitvice, Croatia


North Plainfield, NJ


SOHO, Manhattan


San Mateo, CA


The Big Island, HI


San Francisco, CA




San Francisco, CA


Belgrade, Serbia


Oakland, CA


Washington, D.C.


Kotor, Montenegro


Half Moon Bay, CA


Melbourne, Australia


Morro Bay, CA


Shanghai, China


Petra, Jordan


Ellicott City, MD


San Mateo, CA – November 9, 2016


Palo Alto, CA


Brac, Croatia


Chicago, IL


Palo Alto, CA


Berlin, Germany


Madaba, Jordan


Wadi Rum, Jordan


Berlin, Germany




Burlingame, CA


Plainfield, NJ


Indian Wells, CA


Perast, Montenegro


Oakland, CA


San Francisco, CA


Palo Alto, CA


Dubrovnik, Croatia


  • Kerri

    These are beautiful. Always enjoy your images!

A two week stay in Chicago was the perfect reason to FINALLY go back to visit my alma mater. I haven’t spent any real time there since…well, since I was paying to be there. Seeing campus in its deserted state let me take all the time I wanted. And made me remember the first time I fell in love with the place as a senior in high school.


Arnie’s Arch. Ok, it’s technically the Weber Arch.


My First Dorm: North Mid Quads


My Second, Third, and Fourth Dorm: “The Plex”


So many memories…


It is what you think it is. Thank God for this place.


The Black House Porch


In four years, I set foot in Deering Meadow once. But I walked by it at least 4 times per day.


The Library


Tech: In the pantheon of uninviting structures, Northwestern’s main engineering building manages to barely edge out the Death Star


Tech Lobby: this is about as inviting as it gets. And it hasn’t changed in 20 years.


Shakespeare Garden. Probably one of the least well-known but most beautiful gems on campus. I couldn’t remember how to get there and had to look it up on a map.


I spent more time here than anywhere else in college. I worked here all four years, and in my senior year I clocked 30-40 hours per week. Many of the people I’m now closest to were also 4-year Norris-ites. This is where I moved tables and chairs for money, where I was a Center Manager (which basically meant I wore a tie and carried around about 30 keys to unlock every door in the building), where I met celebrities, where I did never-ending problem sets, where I had an office in the basement, opened my grad school acceptance letters (and cried with my mother on the phone as I shared the news), pulled finals week and Dance Marathon all-nighters, and saw the OJ verdict. When I have fond memories about my college years, its a pretty safe bet that Norris is at the heart of them.


I think I made it to Chicago maybe twice in all of college. Great city. But I didn’t find out until I’d already left.

  • Ama

    Awesome photos. NU has changed a lot but is still the same. A fellow NU Alum.

  • Angelique

    These photos are gorgeous! Makes me want to go back myself and chronicle the places I frequented, some that would clearly overlap yours. :)

  • Maeyen


  • Lesley Grossblatt

    Northwestern . . . where the cool kids went. :) Great photos.

    I miss Chi-town. My favorite memories of the UofC were the days I skipped class to take the 6-Jeffery bus downtown to hang out at the Art Institute all day long.

During a recent trip to NYC, I happened to be working with this view. The Freedom Tower. And then a storm came along, which meant a 10-minute work break to get a few shots. The clouds kept getting more and more dramatic, until my 10-minute break had become an hour. The mental respite was more than welcome…nothing stills my mind the way photography does.



There really isn’t very much I can add beyond what’s conveyed in my smile in the last picture. I never would have imagined that I would get another chance to photograph Barack Obama. The first time was on August 17th, 2008. On that day, I was doing only my second professional photo shoot, sweating through three layers of clothing, and more focused on giving then-Senator Obama a direct order than securing a picture with the candidate (mission accomplished on the barking orders thing, in case you were wondering). But no picture in ’08. Here’s to waiting 7.5 years to undo the results of ridiculously poor judgment: this time…”I need you to take a couple steps back, Mr President”…AND a picture. Shout out to moms for earnestly imploring me to get a photo this time around.













  • Danielle


    The warmth in these photos made me think of King –> Obama’s ‘arc of the moral universe….’ invocation. I clearly needed the encouragement today, cause …. POTUS45 is CRAY

    Beautiful shots.

Plan? For what? Not a single hotel was booked. No tourist attractions were researched. Destinations uncertain. Just 5 days and south on 95.

Charlottesville was the first stop, mostly because I was tired. A quick, damp tour of UVA’s campus reminded me of my last visit, nearly 25 years ago. North Carolina was *completely* skipped…even on the way back…and Charleston (and all 82 of its Fahrenheit degrees) was second on the list. Much of my family is from its outskirts, and taking in the sanitized southern charm of Charleston’s historic district always creates conflicting emotions. One of the positives: the food. We finally got as far south as Savannah, and if I had nothing to get home to, I might still be there photographing oak trees dripping with Spanish moss. Beautiful. But the most memorable part of the trip was rediscovering why road trips can be so great: hours and hours in a car without worrying about where you need to get to next = fantastic bonding time.


Wormsloe Historic Site (formerly Wormsloe Plantation), Savannah, GA. The family who owned these 822 acres still lives in a private area of the grounds in a home that site guides still refer to as “the big house.”


Charleston Old Slave Mart Museum – Former marketplace for auctioning slaves.


Emanuel African Methodist Episcopal (A.M.E.) Church






The Lawn – University of Virginia, Charlottesville, VA






DSLR Selfie