Michael Weinstein

Posted by Joe DiMaggio on July 3, 2024

On July 25, 1942, the Weinstein family brought in to this world their only son, Mike Weinstein. In his own words, he was just a skinny kid from the Bronx. That skinny kid from the Bronx turned out to be one hell of a great human being.

Mike and I happened to go to the same High School in New York. I never thought that I’d run into him in Milford, Pennsylvania… but I did, and we started the second part of our relationship. But I digress, what I should tell you is that he was a United States Marine, went on to become a world class district attorney and world class defense attorney in Milford and one of the smartest, brightest and finest individuals I’ve known in history.

On June 29, 2024, he died in New York. He died way too young.

When I threw the dirt onto his coffin I didn’t believe I was doing it. I’m not sure I still believe it.

I will love and respect him forever, along with several dozen of my dear friends that have moved to the next level of consciousness.

I was there to bury his son Jessie (one of my photographic models over the years), his beautiful wife Luisa who happened to be not only a friend, but also a model I used over the years, and now he joins them.

Once reality hits, I will go back to their grave and put several stones on their grave that I gathered from the Mount of Olives in Jerusalem. I will do that and then I will know that it is final.

I miss the three of them.

Vaya Con Dios.

Michael went to another level of consciousness, thank god, before the supreme court made the imperial king Donald Trump… thats enough.

Pain (Excruciating Pain)

Posted by Joe DiMaggio on June 17, 2024

Last week I worked one day with my new assistant, Chase. When he left, I wound up in bed for 4 full days.

When my partner, JoAnne, insisted I go to the doctor because I couldn’t walk, my neck, knees, leg, and back were shot. There wasn’t any part of me that wasn’t shot. Went to the doctor, and the prognosis was Lyme Disease.

My blood is out to the lab to see if I indeed have Lyme disease.

In my career, which stands over a half a century, I never photographed birds. I love birds, I love looking at them, I love seeing them fly, but as something that I’d like to put on digital film… it’s really not up there in my wheelhouse.

Considering I’m having a hard time holding a camera, and holding my head up, here are just a few images that were done specifically for me, and nobody else.

If W. Eugene Smith was alive, he would attempt to beat the living shit out of me for this type of an image.

Guys, it’s just fun, and Photography should be fun.

14 Wall Street

Posted by Joe DiMaggio on May 9, 2013

To all the ships at sea,

No rhyme, no reason, a little bit of fun. 16-35mm lens, f16 at 2/8, LED light, flat day, 5D Mark 3. No rhyme, no reason; I just like the photo.

Baseball: Shooting from the Inside Out

Posted by Joe DiMaggio on May 6, 2013

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=3nexjT6O4Lg

To all the ships at sea,

We’ve heard the comments; there are no new photos. We’ve heard it numerous times. My god, I’ve probably even said it myself. It’s our job as photographers and filmmakers to always try to come up with a new variation of a theme, and every once in a while we may stumble across a fine photograph. After a certain period of years, we may even be able to predict that it will indeed be a fine photograph and not just another snapshot or cliche number 377. As photographers and artists, all we can do is continue to try. If you have a moment, please stop and check out my new Adorama TV video, subscribe to my blog, TV show, and all the other good things.

Thanks, Joe D

It’s All Good

Posted by Joe DiMaggio on April 23, 2013

Hi to All the Ships at Sea,

Let’s see if I got this right-I don’t like Photoshop, right? Right. I don’t like software where you can manipulate images…right? Right. I believe everything should be done in the camera…right? Right. Never crop, right? Right. Less is more, right? Right. Digital will be just like 8-tracks, it’ll never last. So let’s check out the reality, I guess it’s impossible to be right all the time.

The photograph of this young lady catching a cod-fish off the coast of Prince Edward Island, up until today, was flat, muddy, indistinguishable and almost two stops under. There’s a technical term in photography for a photo like this…it’s blank blank blank blank. Well through a little bit of work in Photoshop and NIK software it came alive. The young lady’s name is JoAnne Kalish.

All the Best,

Joe D

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Paul Laddin Sends Joe a Poem

Posted by Joe DiMaggio on February 15, 2013

Hi to all the Ships at Sea,

There are hundreds and maybe thousands of photographers and filmmakers that make a lot more money, than I do. I’ll tell you what I’ve got though, I’m the richest man in the world because I have so many beautiful and special friends. My friend Paul Laddin is a true Renaissance man. He’s been a working artist for the last 6 decades. At one point in his career he was one of the original Madmen in the advertising business. He’s won many many awards for his talents. With all of that, he is just a regular guy and beautiful person. After a conversation we had, he sent me this poem and I’d like to pass it along. If you go to dimaggiophoto.com and click on Paul Laddin you can see some of his artwork.

Photo tip for today: anytime you’re photographing snow, always remember to open up 1.5 stops; no one wants to see grey snow and…and while you’re at it stay away from the yellow snow.

Poem by Dylan Thomas,

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on that sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Dylan Thomas

All the best,
Joe D

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Recent Central Park Workshop

Posted by Joe DiMaggio on November 1, 2012

Had another great workshop in Central Park. We had a very special group of photographers that got along extremely well. I saw some wonderful photos that were made by many of you. A great time was had by all. Thank you Monica from Adorama for putting these workshops together.

A Great Photo By Barbara

Posted by Joe DiMaggio on August 28, 2012

Over the weekend I had the pleasure of taking a small, elite group of photographers to the rodeo for a sports and action workshop, which always involves environmental portraits. It started in the learning center, and after an hour of multimedia shows we went off to the ranch, and the weather was gorgeous. Then along came Murphy. The rain was so hard, they postponed the event by an hour and 15 minutes. While students were hiding in my automobile, I decided to put them in one of the barns. Barbara made this wonderful photograph while waiting for the rain to stop. For me, watching another photographer constantly looking and communicating with, in this case the cowboys, the wranglers, the owners, etc, is great. And the icing on the cake is one fine photograph. Here’s an email that I received from Barbara;

“I had a great time and also have many dreadful images. Interesting how the color of the light changed as the riders moved around the ring.

I think that my favorite was the man in the barn doorway. I have several with wonderful light. These are almost untouched, except for black and white in Lightroom”

Pete Seeger

Posted by Joe DiMaggio on August 9, 2012

Last night I was pleasantly surprised to see my old friend Pete Seeger looking young and vibrant. I met Pete for the first time in 66— oops, I’m only 29— somebody’s not telling the truth. There is an expression that is overused, and that expression is “he or she is one-of-a -kind.” Let me be perfectly clear; there is only one Pete Seeger, and there will never be a second. He is truly one of the greatest human beings God put on this earth. At 93, he sounds like he’s 53.

To all the ships at sea, get a glass of wine, a beer, or cup of coffee, and sit down and listen to a a little bit of Pete Seeger’s music. By the way, he’s got a new book coming out and I certainly will be purchasing one

Tucson Firefighters

Posted by Joe DiMaggio on August 7, 2012

To all the ships at sea, until all of the photographs are found for my new book, you’re going to see an awful lot of blogs like this. For about ten years of my life, I spent two or three months a year teaching workshops at The U of A, and I had an opportunity to work with one of the greatest fire departments in the United States. Men and women who are dedicated to saving lives; every day knowing that they would be willing to trade their life to save yours. It takes a very special person to do that. I doubt very much that I could ever be able to do something like this, certainly not on a regular basis. It would me remiss of me to say all of our fire departments and firefighters are extremely special human beings. You know I’m not a big Photoshop guy, but I played a little bit with this.

Equipment: Canon D30, 200mm 1.8, ISO 100, 1/640 of a second, f2.8