I'll never forget when i first stumbled upon meadows' photos. Back then it seemed his name was in direct contradiction to his urban street photos of poles, fences, storefronts, junkyards, and the quirky inhabitants of Brooklyn. But I came to realize that his name (which is not even an alias) fits his images perfectly. … Read more

I'll never forget when i first stumbled upon meadows' photos. Back then it seemed his name was in direct contradiction to his urban street photos of poles, fences, storefronts, junkyards, and the quirky inhabitants of Brooklyn. But I came to realize that his name (which is not even an alias) fits his images perfectly. He gives these street scenes a pastoral quality and golden glow. I've seen him photograph nature beautifully too. I think this all springs from his New England roots somehow. But i don't really question how he does it. I just sit back and wait for the next one, and when it happens, i simply sigh, "ahhhhh".

Meadows seems to make places that are familiar to me, places I've been or things I've seen before, seem otherworldly. Meadows' ability to imbue the world at large with what appears to be an elevated sense of presence or eminence, regardless of the humble status of the location or object captured, continuously astounds … Read more

Meadows seems to make places that are familiar to me, places I've been or things I've seen before, seem otherworldly. Meadows' ability to imbue the world at large with what appears to be an elevated sense of presence or eminence, regardless of the humble status of the location or object captured, continuously astounds me.