There are various points I will respond to, what do you think of this review? Be honest please. Dear Keith Goldstein, Thanks so much for sharing your images with us at LensCulture. Your photographs share an engaged sense of interactions between people and their environments. They are intuitive and read as having been produced byContinue reading “My LensCulture Submission Review”
Category Archives: People
Street Photography Awards 2017
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Thoughts of Francesca
How far do we step inside of ourselves? Have a look beneath the skin? Is it vanity? It it a search for truth? Justice? The American Way? I look at the work of Francesca Woodman and see I work that is an exploration in progress for self truth. A process. A work that is leftContinue reading “Thoughts of Francesca”
Shadow Self
When I first picked up a camera, coming from years of painting, sculpture, and printmaking, I always wondered how I could put myself physically within the image. How could I show my “hand”? A question that I always think about, how can a photograph connect the inside – our thoughts and emotions, to the outsideContinue reading “Shadow Self”
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Keith Goldstein
Podcast – Street Shots Ep.37 – “Mirrors and Windows” Interview with Keith Goldstein
http://switchtomanual.com/2016/02/street-shots-ep-37-mirrors-and-windows-interview-with-keith-goldstein/ by STMadmin | Feb 19, 2016 | Blog, podcast |
Print Sale…. “Live More, Love More”
I am offering a print sale. Any image, from this site or the one below, archivally printed on 8 1/2″ X 11″ Epson Velvet Fine Art Paper, for $20. Price includes shipping within CONUS. International shipping please add $5. Additionally, any image can be printed on aluminum for $150 shipped. There is a beautiful depthContinue reading “Print Sale…. “Live More, Love More””
Always Moving
I’m never content. Always moving. I’ve noticed my son is this way too. Being on the street is search for meaning. I dove into the wreck of this humanity. I’ve become an unwitting existentialist. Sometimes I get close to whatever it is. Sometimes I just have to laugh at the world and myself. What wereContinue reading “Always Moving”