I remember a time before the internet, when one eagerly went out to get the newspaper for an important story or event. I remember when we weren’t connected by the World Wide Web. Today is a good day to think of it as a web. Webs connect us, but they can also trap us. They make it possible for us......
I’ve been feeling a little bit out of sorts for the last few days, and yesterday I realized that tomorrow is the sixth month anniversary of my mother’s death. It keeps sneaking up on me like that. As the various weekly, or monthly, anniversaries pass, I find myself struggling in some way and then realize that my body knows something......
I have three girls, two of whom I have raised since birth. Nothing about being a parent has been easy; and frankly, as good as my intentions were when I started out, I wasn’t all that prepared to be a great parent. The same is true for my parents. I have no doubt that they were passionate about being wonderful......
We have been documenting political issues for 30 years. We have been making documentaries for 20 of those. This election season we hope some programmers will consider screening these films because they help us to zoom out and get some context on where we’ve been, where we are, and where we are headed. Our first political do was “Horns and......
Here are a few photos I found of my parents last night as I was scanning negatives for a project with my music related photos. These are from a roll I shot while on tour with my band. Our engine had died and I stayed with them for a few days while it got repaired. Often when I was hitting......
From the moment that we found out my wife was pregnant, all I could think about was being a good parent. OK, it wasn’t the only thing I thought about, but it always hovered there as something of primary importance – a profound shift in the way that I saw myself in the world. At the time, I began to......
Throughout the 1980s, as America’s downtown districts declined in importance and the “big-box” stores began their slow march across the country, malls became increasing central to American popular culture, dominating the social life of a large swath of the population. In 1989 Michael Galinsky, a twenty-year-old photographer, drove across the country recording this change: the spaces, textures and pace that defined this era.
