Carla Merolla Odell
Personalized Portraiture
The morning fog hasn't lifted yet. Like gossamer, it softens the green of the summer grass that covers forty lush acres in Hunterdon County, NJ. In the far field, about fifty yards off the country road, Soliel and Rhythm and Blues nudge each other in play. Juno and...
When I dump the stuff in that white box onto the bed, my life spills out into one messy pile of letters and cards, a freshman beanie, photographs and newspaper clippings, an embroidered black halter top I wore on my first date ever, and my diaries, with flowers from...
There are 8 million stories in the Naked City. Filmmaker Bert Shapiro tells eight. A tabla virtuoso, a singing poet, an organist, a Noh performer. That's half of them. An instrumentalist, a Broadway actor, a concert pianist, and a dancer. These are the subjects of...
When the lights on the city streets and inside homes start glowing, many are calling it a day. But Myles Cavanaugh finds his delight at dusk. "I could be sitting at the dinner table, but if I see the right light coming through the window, I'll book out with my camera...
Sam and Melba Washington rarely work an eight-hour day. As extraordinary successful sales reps, they enjoy life to the max. Things weren't always this good. They couldn't sleep nights. Not only had their investments soured, they were costing the couple thousands of...
Some may think the reason Helga Newmark is studying to become a rabbi at 62 is that she wants to prove something. "If I am, I'm not mindful of it," she says. "Rather, I believe I am following a path that has been laid out for me." And along that often painful path,...
Keith* is looking out the window, cradling the telephone in the crook of his neck. "You're the best," he breathes into the mouthpiece in that purr I love. "I'd be lost without you. Okay, see you later." He hangs up the phone and turns...to me. See, those sweet words...