As a photographer, I’m most interested in making photobooks: taking the best photos I can (all street photos, none staged, most all in New York City), then putting them in the right order, with the right layout, to create the best book experience. I find it hard to see my photographs existing in any way other than in relation to each other and to the book they’re in. So what you’ll see here are a set of my current photobooks (and some forthcoming), with the photographs in the order they are in the books, if not laid out that way.

I come by this fascination with photobooks from my work as a novelist and writing professor at the New School (where I now teach a class in making photobooks), though I have little interest in marrying words and text. The photobooks I most admire—Frank’s The Americans, Klein’s New York, Eggleston’s Guide, Moriyama’s Bye Bye Photography—are solely books of photographs that, in their ordering and their brilliance, tell numerous stories, all profound. In my own work, I strive for just that—wordless flow of image and subtle narrative.