The Chosen One In early 2013 I began writing a Phantom of the Opera fanfiction with a fellow phan (fan) online. We wanted to correct the plot points we disagreed with from Andrew Lloyd Webber’s musical version of the story. Neither of us were out
Vintage Times I tend to hold outdated opinions about entertainment and media. The most prevalent of these opinions is the fact that music sounds best when played from a vinyl record through a gramophone, that photographs should be captured with either a dry collodion emulsion on
The Pit The photographs in photobooth are from my first proper photography pit experience at a concert. I’ve photographed large scale concerts before, but they were from the soundboard and these two experiences are extremely different. Capturing concerts from the soundboard requires a longer focal
My Hat Last Tuesday I was asked what my pronouns were for the first time. I’ve been striving for a more androgynous appearance over the last year or so; the fact that someone could not tell my gender means I achieved my goal. My hat
Sleep No More After the struggle of writing last week’s column, this week I want to focus on one of my favorite things that is not related to photography: the immersive live performance experience known as Sleep No More in New York. The story is
Being Selfish is Okay Each week I was hoping to fill this space with sage advice that may help a reader through a tough time. However, events that took place in my life this past weekend have left me drained of energy and void of
A Blind Homunculus In order to explain the ability to visualize inside one’s head there was once a belief that a small person or a “homunculus” lived inside the head and viewed the internal images in the same manner we watch movies in the theater.
A Blind Homunculus In order to explain the ability to visualize inside one’s head there was once a belief that a small person or a “homunculus” lived inside the head and viewed the internal images in the same manner we watch movies in the theater.
Manhattan’s the other name I have such a love / hate relationship with New York, New York. Personally, I wish it was still named New Amsterdam but that is neither here nor there. I grew up in a small town in the middle of this
Desert Island The desert island ice breaker poses an extreme scenario that forces a person to declare their pinnacle musicians or movies. I’ve taken this game a step further with my inner circle of people and I will often pose variations of this classic like,