My father used to build wooden boats. He also tried to help people rebuild their lives, those who were often on the brink of giving up. With love, with care and with attention. His craft and his work.

He taught us to listen, to care, to act. He taught us the pleasure of swimming in the ocean when it’s raining, or cold, or both. He taught us the joy of creating, of making something. He was also a photographer.

I started my own photography, really, in Paris. Then New York. The people and the streets and the city. Now I photograph whenever I can and wherever I am. To document, sometimes, to tell stories, sometimes, but always to create, to make something. And to care.


The Photographer's Guide to Paris (available on Amazon and iTunes)