Six things I learned from two years of photographing the same boring place.

TL;DR: Please pre-order my book via Kickstarter. The majority (56 percent) of all Kickstarter projects fail. So it really should have come as no surprise when the Kickstarter to publish my debut photography book Beauty Hunting failed last summer. I only managed to raise 32 percent of the…

A small village called Cioburciu, on the banks of river Dniester, in the Soviet Republic of Moldova was where I spent every childhood summer until I was 11 years old, all three glorious months it, from early June to the end of August. We would stuff boxes and suitcases with three month’s worth of…

Around this time last year I wrote about not making any New Year’s resolutions. How it was, in fact, crazy that we became conditioned to make them at the gloomiest part of the year (I took the paywall off that post – you’re welcome to read it and share your own thoughts). I still don’t make…

Several authors and creatives I follow recently announced, with fanfare, that they are leaving Instagram… only to confess in the next breath that they are, actually, just giving the keys to a member of a team who will still continue posting important updates on their behalf.  These…

I’ll start with a confession. I don’t celebrate Christmas. Not really. Hashtag awkward. I’m sure pretended to for years, in an effort to assimilate, to be like everyone else. But if I’m honest with myself, I don’t actually care all that much. I grew up in the Soviet Union, were any talk of…

‘Tis the season for looking back at the year past – and planning for the year to come. For me, it includes considering which projects I want to start showing to people at portfolio reviews, to get important feedback and also to get myself and my work in front of decision-makers in the…

Frankly, I don’t know what to write. I’m battling a low level cold and, you know, the crisis of humanity, so all my thoughts are incoherent, fragmented. Nothing I can say or do feels important right now, but I’m trying to fight this feeling, getting back to what I know can and will propel me into…

At the end of last year I took a memoir writing class. I wasn’t – and still am not – planning on writing a memoir, but I wanted to (a) get back to more creative writing which I loved when I was younger (and which I abandoned out of fear of sharing my work with anyone) and (b) to write…

I recently came across a question in one of the photography groups I’m in about marketing on the spectrum. The anonymous poster shared that they tried to do ALL. THE. THINGS. to market their photography business: networking groups, door-to-door marketing, Instagram lives – you name it. They…