A vivid tapestry of fall colors painted the canvas of Meghan and Jon’s special day at The Boat House at Mercer Lake. The air was cool, and the vibrant foliage provided a stunning backdrop for the celebration of their love.

Getting to know this rad couple was a privilege. Jon, the embodiment of the “Strong Silent Type,” exuded a quiet strength that spoke volumes. On the other hand, Meghan, with her quiet demeanor and caring nature, had a way of delivering honesty with grace.

The dynamic between them was a perfect fit—a perfect blend of strength and gentleness. It was evident that they were meant to be, creating an atmosphere of pure joy and pleasure for everyone lucky enough to be part of their day.

See their rainy-day engagement session here! 

In the often overlooked corners of Hainsport, NJ, where converted warehouses hide amidst random industrial complexes, I found myself on a rainy day, unexpectedly captivated by the allure of the mundane. As a parent navigating the routine of sports training, practices, and games for my kids, there’s an hour to spare, an hour that I’ve often spent wandering through these unassuming spaces.

This particular day was different, perhaps influenced by the rain and the charged atmosphere of negative ions in the air, creating a unique mood. Hainsport may not be a tourist hotspot, and its industrial landscape may not win any beauty contests, but on this day, it held a certain charm.

Rancocas Woods, a mere mile away, beckons with its own appeal, but the heart of Hainsport lies in its facelessness—a quintessential Townsville, USA. As I strolled through the park, camera in hand, I aimed to capture the essence of a place where what was once new and perfect now waits, weathered by the passage of time.

This industrial park, like countless others across the country, quietly fulfills its role—supporting the community and contributing to the nation’s functionality. It stands as a testament to our commitment to durability, a resilient cog in the system, and a straight spoke in the wheel of progress.

The photographs I took sought to freeze moments of this quiet resilience, showcasing the park’s wonderful, twisted, broken, and faded beauty. Every crack in the pavement, every rusted beam, tells a story of functionality turned into art by the hand of time.

In a world that often races towards the next shiny and new, there’s a certain appreciation to be found in the overlooked and weathered. These industrial spaces, once gleaming with newness, now hold a different kind of allure—a beauty aged, matured, and waiting to be rediscovered in the intricate dance between man-made structures and the relentless march of time.

So, the next time you find yourself in the outskirts of Hainsport, take a moment to wander. You might just find that even in the most unexpected places, beauty persists, quietly whispering stories of endurance and transformation.

New lens, who dis?  Pancake 40mm, love it.

Just a little fall ya’ll.

Prints for those bare walls here

Writers never die.

Bill is a poet and wordsmith and, therefore immortal.  And since I photographed him, capturing a moment in his timeline, that was published in an actual magazine, I like to think that I am also somehow immortal. Ha.  When you create something tangible that may last beyond your time here on this spinning blue planet that can always be linked to your existence then, in essence, are too immortal.  So, the takeaway here?  Start making something.  Anything that can be left behind.  Even if that something is an impression, a concept, or a positive impact.  Giving someone a brain seed that will grow and develop over time into a huge and bountiful tree that also leaves fruit for others, is something we should strive for.

See, you came here for photos and got your mind blown at the same time.

Read more of Bill’s words here.

Our journey led us to the summit of Strawberry Hill, armed with champagne and a sense of adventure. Not one strawberry was found – a quirky twist to our hilltop escapade! Nevertheless, what we discovered was a delightful and memorable photo session.

The dynamic between these two was nothing short of magical. Their natural spark, ignited over a friendly game of tennis, unfolded into a beautiful love story – a tale as vibrant and effervescent as the champagne we popped atop Strawberry Hill.

As the camera clicked away, capturing candid moments of laughter and shared glances, it was evident that these two were in sync. The energy between them mirrored the lyrics of “Proud Mary Keep on Rollin’,” a love story in motion, moving forward with every shared smile and every heartfelt moment.

Climbing to the heights of Strawberry Hill not only offered a picturesque backdrop but also served as a metaphor for their journey – ascending together to savor the sweetest moments in life. Here’s to the couple whose love story continues to unfold, much like the bubbles dancing in our champagne flutes on that breezy hilltop afternoon.

As soon as I met with Iris downtown Pennington, I knew right away we were not going to take traditional portraits.  Success.

Rebecca and Shane are originally from NJ but now these two lucky ducks live in Sunny California.  Thankfully when they made their way back to NJ for the wedding, they brought the sun with them and had an amazing day for a wedding.  Along with the sun, they also brought super chill Cali vibes and were ready to party!  To keep it true to home, they made sure to have a pork roll egg, and cheese waiting at the end of the night!

Grade seven for the boy, fifth grade for the girl.  I can’t say they ‘love’ school, but they don’t dislike it either.   I don’t have to drag them out of bed, for the most part, they do their homework without bribes anymore, so, progress.

I love it when a plan comes together!  Nick reached out about a little over a month before the plan went into action. To say the least, Mission Complete :)