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Amidst the chaos that is Penn Station and the subway below, I was shocked to see a platform void of people, except for this single shopkeeper, quietly writing in a notepad.  I quickly snapped this shot before moving through the mob of people behind me and swiftly leaving the station.  Now, I look at it and I don’t hear the screeching trains and chattering crowds.  My muscles don’t tighten from the anxious buzz of the city.  I see a… Read More

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A week after I returned from Haida Gwaii, British Columbia I found wood shavings on the floor of my Brooklyn apartment.  Ok, my wife found them. I put them there. I had been teaching myself to carve while she ran errands. “What in the world are you doing?” she asked. “I’m whittling.” “Whittling?” “Yeah, whittling. I’m teaching myself to carve like the guys in Haida Gwaii.” I took another notch out of the wood in… Read More

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My wife bought this empty, ornate frame for $20.  We planned to fill it with something interesting.  Maybe a photo.  Maybe a painting.  Maybe cork board so we could tack up photos and notes.  We had loads of ideas, but the frame sat empty for weeks.  While pushing it aside to grab my photo equipment for spring shots of the Philadelphia Art Museum, I finally thought of a way to get our… Read More

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Exploring the British Columbian Archipelago’s Most Remote Sacred Site By Marc Cappelletti I am walking in the footsteps of chiefs and carvers, warriors and weavers, shamans and slaves; people as connected to the land as the very trees from which they once made their homes.  The ground is soft.  It is sacred.  And it lies at the edge of the world—Haida Gwaii, British Columbia. I am standing on shore at the ancient village… Read More