For years I roamed the streets with camera in hand, searching for a way to capture the beauty and quirkiness of New York City. The first instinct was to look up until one day I looked down...and in a puddle I discovered that looking "up" was alive, well and thriving in the pools of water at my feet. In these reflections it was nature dictating where to aim my camera; the light, wind, sun and clouds made the mundane majestic and whimsical. Water is not stagnant. It does not sit still for a pose or wait patiently for the perfect shot. It is the recording of the imperfect; celebrating and documenting once in a lifetime moments and landscapes.

 

When I took my first puddle photograph, I shared it and the positive response was immediate and motivating...People enjoy seeing the world through my puddles and appreciating that beauty can be found in the most unlikely of places so long as you know where to look.