Glass City

I didn’t have much choice but to become a photographer. I know, it’s a typical dream job for many, but for me it’s always been about survival. The reality of AUDHD (ADHD + autism) is that I couldn’t sit still or focus in school, at all. Those cinder blocks, that thick lacquer paint, just the […]

(Please save this column and give it your time—I promise you won’t regret it. The video is 15 minutes long, the read another 15, with very interesting links throughout). I had a dear family friend remark in an email recently how much he loved my writing. He let it slip, however, that he had thought

Photography by my grandmother, Margaret (Peggy) Lombardo Sometimes when you’re feeling stressed, angry, and down, that’s when you have to push yourself and get to work. Make those feelings worth it. Here’s where I’ve been. A few years ago, coming through the pandemic, I had a series of serious health issues. At the moment, I’m

I’ll keep the writing short today, which is not my strong suit. And I have a lot to say, but not the energy at the moment. I decided (like obsession is a decision) to knock out the end of this book, and the last chapters are massive and daunting. Earlier today, I finished the second-to-last,

  Most photos: Matt Weber, Urban Prisoner. Matt’s having a GoFundMe, please read below. It is tough to write an arts-related column while Minnesota is being attacked by a goon squad of ICE agents, many of whom have been fed propaganda for decades by Fox News, captured local media, podcast bros, and social media algorithms

Asa Nisi Masa by Blake Andrews Let’s explore the word Suburban, I was a little uncomfortable about typecasting Blake Andrews’ work as ‘suburban.’ I am possibly one of the world’s least qualified to understand true suburbia, and it’s a word I throw around because I can’t find a better one. I have a similar relationship

  *Note: I recently redid my entire website archive, including the documentary section and the prints section. I organized, edited, and keyworded 1,163 photos, also creating a super fun searchable archive. I included everything from the classic city photos, the documentary work, to any random city moments that I might want to find quickly for

“They were just political props, thrown into danger for a photo op in a foreign land.”   Inside the Canal Street ICE Raid It was 3-something on Tuesday, Oct 21st. Diwali. It was my first ‘day off’ in weeks—the tail end of the fall event and nice weather tour crush. Weekends running around being a