Exposure Experimenting

My first long exposure was taken in the mountains near Peekamoose Blue Hole, in upstate New York. This was the first of many trips that really grew my interest in photography. My buddy Mike helped me in shooting this photograph by getting in my car and driving by my tripod and I multiple times so I could catch this ten-second exposure. Grahamsville, New York (10-8-16)

Changing Lanes

On this day my dad took me with him to visit the village that he grew up near (Bayside, Queens). While walking through the town, this long exposure seemed very fitting in capturing the constant movement of cars through the busy streets. (11-7-16)

Light the Way

This lighthouse was the view that my Dad and I received in an attempt to view the November Supermoon. Safe to say that we didn't find what we were looking for, but I still managed to capture something worth looking at. ( Fire Island Lighthouse 11-14-16)

Overload

The special part about this photo to me lies in its location and period in time. This was taken during finals week of my third semester in college. Not only was I extremely stressed out at this time due to overload of work, but each week was accompanied by an increase in time and effort that I put into photography. Perspective truly matters in this picture whether you're focusing on the physical, personal, or artistic aspect(s). Farmingdale, New York ( 12-5-16)

Watching Over You

This is by far my favorite long exposure. This shot was captured during a busy Wednesday evening rush hour just blocks from my house. At the time, this was my second visit to the spot, which is an overpass with tracks for cargo trains that overlooks Hempstead Turnpike. On this night my friend, Khalif, and I decided to visit the spot for a shoot together. Little did I know that in an attempt to shoot some long exposures from a new height, the night would result with us running from the police. Apparently, the length of my tripod, along with its position facing towards the street provoked a call to the police ( assuming that my camera and tripod were actually a gun). Although the run from the police this night was the most fear I ever experienced, I'm glad that I at least had something of value to remember from that night. Farmingdale, New York ( 12-13-16)

Snowy Travels

Today was the first real snow of the season, so me, my brother, and his girlfriend decided to head up to the train station to take a look at some pissed off passengers and blowing snow. We definitely got what we wanted. Farmingdale, New York ( 1-7-17)

Art is Everywhere

One of four spots my friends and I visited last night. The Flat-Iron building has always been an appealing spot for photography in my eyes. The traffic and crosswalks on each side of the building made the building pop-out through the lights of passing police and taxi's.