Up Close and Personal – A Photo Exhibit by Wrolf
As displayed at the grand opening of Hekate, on Avenue B, East Village, NYC. I got lucky, one of these is of Editrix Abby, before I knew her. She saw it on social media,...
Category: Experiences
Children of Nineteen and Twenty
we were children of nineteen and twenty unblooded in our innocence as we walked through a minefield following the track, signs and skulls warning of danger on either side when a sound from a...
Camera Gear
My camera gear is very minimal, I generally use a Sony a6500 mirrorless camera (link to newer a6600 https://amzn.to/3DIA3fA). Light weight, in-body optical stabilization…
Memories of a Time That Will Be
My trusty phone just reminded me that it’s time to leave to see Aïda at the Met at 8.
I programmed in my entire season of opera when I booked my build-a-season tickets, pre-COVID. I haven’t deleted them, for just a few seconds I can remember another, better world.
Towards Becoming a Photographer
I never intended to become a protest photographer. I rarely expressed artistic creativity in my youth. I was so focused on math and sciences, always seeking the inner beauty and surety of mental constructs...
Brotherly Love
My brother and I shared a special bond, perhaps as close as twins, though we were one year apart. I was the supposedly more responsible one, but in reality we were a dynamic duo,...
Death of a Brother
“Looking back, it is all frozen in time. It happened. It is always happening. If I lose myself, it never happened. But I cannot stay lost forever.”
Eternity in the Wilderness
It was August of 1993, well remembered as the year before my first child was born. After a conference in Toronto, I headed north west. Surprisingly quickly, I left the city and suburbs of...
Rollercoasters Are Tame
Every year I go on the Cyclone in Coney Island, squeezing my corpulent frame behind the seat’s safety bar, rattling around through the wooden beams. It was built in 1927, and even with refurbishment...