I shot a wonderful Christmas wedding with Chris Joriann last month at the Scranton Country Club. The ceremony was beautiful and the brides family all flew in from Venezuela. I've never seen such a happy couple.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
The Wedding of Tatiana and Ken
I shot a wonderful Christmas wedding with Chris Joriann last month at the Scranton Country Club. The ceremony was beautiful and the brides family all flew in from Venezuela. I've never seen such a happy couple.
Sunday, January 16, 2011
So the article finally ran today and I thought I'd post some of the photos from the Plaza Night and Day Brunch I shot last month. This is probably my favorite New York assignment to date, my camera nearly drowned in champagne!





"It's a Saturday afternoon, two weeks before Christmas, and the Plaza Hotel is jammed. Tourists in spandex and sneakers are lining up by the busload in the hotel’s lower-level shopping arcade, while one floor above an altogether different — but no less frenzied — scene unfolds.
There, in the ordinarily-fusty environs of the Oak Room, a Champagne-fueled orgy of gyrating jet-setters, lithe gold-spangled dancers and Chanel-sheathed debutantes is taking place. One particularly enthusiastic young man, Gareth Brookes, 29, is triumphantly perched on top of a service station in the center of the room, drinking Veuve Clicquot out of his Tom Ford lace-up shoe....."
Read more of the fantastic article by Carla Spartos here

"It's a Saturday afternoon, two weeks before Christmas, and the Plaza Hotel is jammed. Tourists in spandex and sneakers are lining up by the busload in the hotel’s lower-level shopping arcade, while one floor above an altogether different — but no less frenzied — scene unfolds.
There, in the ordinarily-fusty environs of the Oak Room, a Champagne-fueled orgy of gyrating jet-setters, lithe gold-spangled dancers and Chanel-sheathed debutantes is taking place. One particularly enthusiastic young man, Gareth Brookes, 29, is triumphantly perched on top of a service station in the center of the room, drinking Veuve Clicquot out of his Tom Ford lace-up shoe....."
Read more of the fantastic article by Carla Spartos here
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