One night, I went out photographing at the National Harbor in MD. The night was electric, music floated through the air that came off the water of the harbor. The photographs I took that night inspired me to write the Night Jazz poem found on these pages.

Not very much later, I went to Georgetown, Washington DC and photographed some more I found the same sense of music in the air. The lights and colors became the instruments to my own jazz creation.

This book combines the emotions of a drummer with the heart of a photographer, so as a drummer and photographer I can share a measure of the magic that happens.