From the mid 90’s into the 00”s I was a contributing photographer for the Village Voice. Frequently I was assigned a portrait of an up-and-coming celebrity to accompany La Dolce Musto. If I was lucky I had a stylist to do some quick grooming and a well lit studio to shoot in. More often than not I had 10 minutes on a street corner or hotel lobby with a publicist nagging me to hurry up. I learned to be flexible and spontaneous.
I loved walking over to Cooper Square late on Wednesday nights when the trucks delivered stacks of the Voice hot off the press. This would be when I’d first see which images the editors selected and how well it printed.
With film everything is done before the shutter is pressed. What you see here are scans from those days pretty much straight out of the camera (most frequently my Mamiya 645).