No more questions, intrepid reporters!
Outside grate. Chairs in the second floor press conference room.
Ladies room, 9th floor. In case you want to smoke while peeing, of course.
Inside and out.
The best part of this gig has got to be the fact that I'm not press. Since I'm staff, I don't have to remain on a press riser. Actually, I never have to set foot on one. I'm enjoying it while it lasts. This is the chaos inside the media center. I mean, centre. To … Continue reading Freedom from the Press
I'm putting together a series of personal work from my time here, entitled The Diplomats. Here's a sneak peak:
That's right: I think I've found the only place in the Secretariat where my important staffer badge doesn't mean squat: the U.N. cafeteria. It's a gorgeous space, which makes it all the more tragic that photos aren't supposed to happen. This is the caf on a Saturday.
...what the U.N. photo unit looks like.
I'm in NYC for the next two weeks, working as a United Nations staff photog for this year's General Assembly. It's mostly shooting images like this, but there's occasionally a little low-key differentiation. Personally, I'm having a blast taking pictures of the actual building itself, and various U.N. accoutrements. Yeah, I said it, accoutrements. Hey, … Continue reading United Nations General Assembly, 2009
I'm not exactly sure how, but I missed Phillip Toledano's "Days With My Father" when it first came out. It's now going to be made into a book by Chronicle Books, released next June. Here's an interview that Andrew over at What's the Jackanory did with Toledano about his work, his methodology, and lots more. … Continue reading Art Crush of the Month: Mr. Toledano