Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Friends and family, Richmond VA.



Love and cheers to all.

Off the walls. Richmond, Virginia






On the street, Watermelon Festival. Richmond, Virginia

Carytown.





Crepe myrtle petals and watermelon art

Richmond, Virginia.

Mystery stuff.

Piedmont bluesman, Justin Golden

I recently encountered Piedmont blues musician, Justin Golden and his bandmate at the Richmond,  Virginia Watermelon Festival, in the Carytown neighborhood.

The man can play an old-school steel guitar with the best of them, and has a soulful, quietly persuasive singing style. It was terrific to hear a young local practitioner of this traditional Virginia and Carolinas music, carrying it forward. Old and contemporary, traditional numbers and new tunes of his own.

A couple of his performances can be heard on his Bandcamp site. Check 'em out.







Wednesday, August 17, 2016

Sunflowers in my garden

I have never grown sunflowers before.

These came from a packet of heirloom seeds that I got from a seed coop run by a college agriculture department in Appalachia.

They make me very happy.



Tuesday, August 02, 2016

Days of Awe/Yom Kippur | Circles Within Circles

I recently completed this new digital collage for the series "Circles Within Circles: Jewish Time Frames" a project done in collaboration with poet Sherri Waas Shunfenthal.

It marks the Jewish practice of humility, repentance, and reflection during the Days of Awe, the period leading up to Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement.

























The components of the piece are: a chasidic fiddler I photographed outside the Old City of Jerusalem in 2014, roses, daisies, and some purple flower (pachysandra?) from my garden, a lotus blossom from the Aquatic Garden in DC, a friends eye (Mimi Xang Ho), eagle’s wings (nesharim in Hebrew), the Star of David I wear around my neck, a day-glo hamsa I adapted/altered, red thread from a beggar/shnorrer in Jerusalem, NASA photographs of the Earth and some galaxies, fire, a rainbow over Hawaii I made some years back, the words “kadosh kadosh kadosh” in Hebrew (tucked in amongst the daisies), waves in North Carolina from decades ago, a seagull I photographed in Istanbul two years ago, and another seascape. The stone background I photographed a couple of years back. I created the rainbow effect on the fiddler's black hat, also.

Friday, July 29, 2016

Queen Mary | family history

While working recently on assignment in the port of Long Beach, California, I had the occasion to view the Queen Mary, which is docked there permanently.

The Queen Mary is the ship on which my father, Eric Wolf, and his parents came over to America, fleeing the deteriorating situation in Nazi Germany. 

I believe they sailed from a port in France (either Brest or Le Havre) to New York City. His immigrant identification card was No. 923199.


They arrived in New York on March 22, 1937. 


For what it's worth, sixty years later, to the day, on March 22, 1997, my daughter Emma became bat mitzvah.

History. 


Family matters.


Tuesday, July 26, 2016

Senator Tim Kaine

Tim Kaine (D-VA), photographed on assignments when he was Virginia's Governor, and more recently in his role as our Senator.

Congratulations to him on his selection by Hillary Clinton to be her running mate on the Democratic Party's 2016 Presidential ticket.





Friday, July 15, 2016

SkillsUSA Conference 2016 | Louisville, Kentucky

I recently documented my 31st SkillsUSA National Skills Leadership Competition, held this year in Louisville, Kentucky. More than 16,000 people attended, many competing in their trades for national-level gold, silver, and bronze medals. An elite group of winners goes on to vie internationally in the World Skills event (next year in Abu Dhabi) as Team USA.

Thanks again to Tom Hall, Ann Schreiber, Craig Moore, Tom Kercheval, Jane DeShong Short, Karen Kitzel, Darlene Helena, co-photographers Clay Allen, William Fambrough Jr.,  Janet Cantore Watson, and the whole terrific SkillsUSA communications team for the experience... and for surviving yet another year of Hell Week.


And thank you to Marge Ely and her daughter Fiona for hosting me during my (brief) break time. Much appreciated. Great pizza, and see you next year. May it be a good one.


Here are a whole bunch of my favorite images, from gazillions recorded during the week.