Cobble Hill, Brooklyn. June 2003. I sat in front of that third floor AC (which I carried from a hardware store down the street) as I put together my first real photography website. I walked by the old place and the memories moved me to tears. A marriage, a daughter, and a bi-coastal business later, I am overwhelmed with such a sense of gratitude…and relief. It worked. 60 hours a week for nine years and I can finally say, “I’m doing it.”

UncategorizedPeter Konerko