Where every photo carries its own story.
Every Photo Has a Reason
I rarely press the shutter without feeling something. Sometimes it’s joy, sometimes awe, and sometimes it’s a quiet ache I can’t explain. While I care deeply about light, composition, and craft — what matters most to me is the reason I felt compelled to take the photo in the first place.
Some images stay with me long after the moment has passed, not because they’re perfect, but because there’s a story behind them I can’t let go of. A connection. A memory. A truth.
This page is where I share those stories — the ones that live beyond the frame. The ones that made me pause, feel, and press the shutter… not just as a photographer, but as a person.
The Maker & The Muse: Morgan GRABARZ
Chasing dreams. Chasing stories. That is what drives me. Any time I see a story unfolding in real time raw, real, electric I lock in. I do not just watch it happen. I follow it frame by frame chapter by chapter.
Rewind. That is how I met Morgan Grabarz. Still in high school already making waves. The kind of creative force you do not forget. Fast forward and Morgan is now a graduate of FIT armed with relentless determination fierce originality and a vision that refuses to play by anyone else’s rules. She is not on the way to the fashion world’s promised land she is building it.
Every chance I get to photograph Morgan, her designs, or one of her two dozen models wearing her work, I feel it. That jolt. That creative rush. Because what Morgan is creating is not just fashion. It is a movement. This gallery is a glimpse inside that story. One I hope never ends.
Kyra: THE ART OF BEING SEEN
What began as a photo series has become something far more personal for me. Collaborating with Kyra has been a life changing experience. One that pushed me beyond the technical into the emotional. Because of her I found my voice behind the camera. She taught me how to connect my emotions to my art to dig deeper to stop simply taking photos and start capturing truth.
Kyra’s way of baring all for the world to see has challenged me in the most profound way. Her presence demands focus honesty and intention. Every movement every expression pulls me into a space where nothing else exists. Just the quiet understanding between artist and subject.
Each shoot becomes a kind of therapy. Not through words but through process. Through trust. Through the invisible language we created together. This collection is the result of that exchange. A sacred collaboration between two people who showed up with nothing but openness curiosity and a shared desire to tell the truth. And it is only just beginning.
Rosemont Cemetery
A fall morning and a quick drive fifteen minutes north of Lambertville should have been a simple repeat of a shoot I did three years earlier. Same season. Same vibe. Same plan. Then a friend dropped a quiet tip. Rosemont Cemetery. Worth a look. I trusted the instinct. I took the detour.
The moment the wheels hit the narrow car paths, I knew the tip was a perfect 10 out of 10. The light sat low and heavy. The air carried that sharp autumn stillness that makes everything feel suspended. Every path every stone every shadow had a story begging to be pulled into the frame.
What was supposed to be a routine return became the real destination. The place challenged me slowed me sharpened me. Not the planned shoot the unexpected one. The one that reminded me why I chase scenes like this in the first place.
A Corner Where Beauty Breathes
Where beauty lives. Just around the corner sits a flower shop called Fleurique. My knowledge of flowers is minimal at best but I know what pulls me in. The tall windows. The colors. The way the entire corner glows even on a dull day. I walk past so often I am probably known on this block as the flower stalker.
I am no expert on flower shops but this one has a vibe. Something you feel before you even touch the door. It is warm. It is creative. It is alive. Arrangements that look like they were built with intention not routine. A space that slows you down without asking.
Trying to explain it kills the magic. You have to step inside and experience it yourself. Fleurique lives at the corner of S Main and Swan and if you love beauty that does not try too hard this is your spot.
The Capital of Halloween. End of Debate.
Every Halloween, N Union Street transforms into the trick or treat capital of the world. At the official 5pm kickoff, the smallest and cutest pirates, princesses, and pumpkins burst onto the street in every direction. About half a mile shuts down to traffic, and police cars, fire trucks, and other emergency vehicles lock down every intersection to keep everyone safe.
As the night builds, the crowd swells to 12,000 to 15,000 ghouls and goblins. The houses are decorated at such an unreal level you start believing a Disney Imagineer lives in every single one. Lights, sound, fog, webs, animatronics. The entire street becomes a full scale production with corners cut.
For anyone, this night feels like pure magic. For a photographer, it is heaven. Every doorway, every porch, every costume, every blink of a moment becomes a frame begging to be captured. This is Halloween at full volume. Nothing else comes close.
The Man Who Turns Spotlight Into Gravity
Frank n Furter. For the past three years Frankie Grande has owned the Bucks County Playhouse stage in The Rocky Horror Show. My first run in with him was a last minute curveball in October 2024 when I was asked to photograph the entire cast. I had never met him. I barely knew more than the basics. Broadway star. Big Brother fan favorite.
Frank n Furter. For the past three years Frankie Grande has owned the Bucks County Playhouse stage in The Rocky Horror Show. My first run in with him was a last minute curveball in October 2024 when I was asked to photograph the entire cast. I had never met him. I barely knew more than the basics. Broadway star. Big Brother fan favorite. Older brother of Ariana Grande. Then he walked in full makeup full energy full presence. No easing in. No warm up. Just Frankie being Frankie.
Fast forward to 2025 and suddenly I am the one behind the camera for several events during his latest stay in New Hope. Calling us friends would be a stretch but we follow each other on Instagram and we have traded a few DMs. He is exactly what you expect and nothing like you expect at the same time. Loud but kind. Larger than life but gr
Fast forward to 2025 and suddenly I am the one behind the camera for several events during his latest stay in New Hope. Calling us friends would be a stretch but we follow each other on Instagram and we have traded a few DMs. He is exactly what you expect and nothing like you expect at the same time. Loud but kind. Larger than life but grounded. A performer who understands the room the moment he steps into it.
After every show Frankie meets his fans. No rush. No ego. No pretending. He signs he hugs he listens. I have learned something watching him work. The spotlight doesn’t inflate him. It fuels him because he gives back everything he gets. His heart is pure and his love of performance is real. Photographing him has been less about the glam an
After every show Frankie meets his fans. No rush. No ego. No pretending. He signs he hugs he listens. I have learned something watching him work. The spotlight doesn’t inflate him. It fuels him because he gives back everything he gets. His heart is pure and his love of performance is real. Photographing him has been less about the glam and more about the truth beneath it. And that truth is what keeps drawing me back.