A picture may say 1,000 words, though there is possibly another story lurking just outside the frame. This is certainly the case with the images featured in "The First with the Latest! Aggie Underwood, the Los Angeles Herald, and the Sordid Crimes of a City."
This is brand new technology. The early automobile developed during a period without sufficient roads, training or licensing. They were operated by the chauffeurs of the wealthy or the equivalent of today's geeky hobbyists.
The artist's most recent images, a series of vibrant colors and bold patterns, offer a few visual hints that reveal a fresh perspective. The combination of photography and illustration -- infused with sun-drenched, raw sexual charge -- creates an almost cartoon-like aesthetic.
When you can only see one or two parks, and you're looking for the most picturesque and photogenic park, you need to know which of them is the very best.
When you hear the name William Helburn, it will probably not mean anything to you. Unless you were part of the advertising industry in the Mad Men era, or a fashion insider, Bill (as he's called by friends and colleagues) would have flown under your radar.
The modern malaise of technology is usually framed in terms of how it affects us as social beings, or how it allows work to bleed into our personal lives. But in both work and our social lives, technology often serves as a memory aid.
In a society that has become increasingly insular with the rise of emojis and Amazon delivery service, and more superficial with the glorification of talentless yet beautiful celebrities, why can't we encourage non-narcissistic behavior?
I captured this self-portrait, titled "Wading Through," at King Family Vineyards in rural Crozet, Virginia. When I asked the owner, James King, about the field's status, he indicated that it had peaked two weeks earlier, on July 12th. He could not have known that was also my 50th birthday.
The refugee story is both as big as the world, with nation-state boundaries being drawn by international powers dividing families, and as small as the individual child, orphaned by violence and brought to safety by another child or relative.
I had never experienced such freedom. I had never felt so proud about myself, my sexuality and my body, no matter how imperfect it is.
Soliloquy reflects my relationship experiences with men and how they've affected my life. But also, the more universal idea of commitment and how we can give in so selflessly and lose control over ourselves at such extremes.