Garcia or Smith

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To All the Ships at Sea:

Every once in a while I need to be hit in the head by a 2×4.  You know it’s good to have a friend that tells you the truth.  Recently I’ve had several friends tell me my blog is a little on the down side. Unfortunately, they are right. Obviously I don’t set out to do this.  So, I’m going to make some serious changes not only in my attitude but in the way I look at things.

Why did I want to become a photographer? Simple answer – I wanted to communicate with my fellow man visually and have the ability to possibly change the world with my photography.  Bull shit!  I wanted to have fun, meet women, sleep till one in the afternoon, get up and drink cappuccino and talk to people about things, I know absolutely nothing about!  Hell, did you see Michelangelo Antonioni’s Blow-Up?

It’s all about apprenticeship, working extremely hard on your craft, being passionate about everything you do and your ability to get from point A to B under every condition there is. To become truly successful you have to put the same amount of effort in as if you were going to become a doctor, lawyer or architect. It’s hard work. So I’ve been on vacation every day 24/7 for very long time

I’d like to share some photos that I’ve been neglectful about showing you in the past.  I won’t get involved in why I have not been blogging but it’s time to get off my ass, be more upbeat and that’s what I’m going to do.

I have to do a shout out to my friend Sam who’s been one serious pain in the ass.  Thank you Sam.

By the way I’ve not take this trip alone. I’ve had scores of people who’ve helped me in my career.  Please check my new book out – FILL THE FRAME  Book is $20 plus $4 shipping. You can pay by check, paypal or credit card (through Paypal.)  Click here to purchase the book on paypal –





To All the Ships at Sea,

All Photos © Joe DiMaggio

Many of you know that I set out to do a 10 minute video on boxing at Gleason’s Gym about 10-12 years ago. The concept was JoAnne ringside talking about her experiences photographing boxing as a woman, in a man’s sport with a woman’s viewpoint, in at the time a male photographic oriented business.

Well that day turned into the beginning of a long film called In This Corner and it’s been an on-going project ever since. It’s out of pure passion and love for the sport (you also have to know, that I have a love hate relationship with boxing as there are many bad sides of boxing.) Every once in a while you’ll come across a few boxers who make it but the majority of these boxers never actually get from point A to point B.  I had an opportunity to photograph the Terrance Crawford vs. Felix Diaz fight two weeks ago. I made a decision to give up my credentials for the the fight after driving thirteen hours to North Carolina to photograph one of the brightest young boxers by the name of Khalid, one of the protagonists in my film. We worked a 14 hour day and the last fight was supposed to go off at 10 PM but actually started at 12:30AM. We started at 10 in the morning, so by that time, we were seriously dragging ass and one of the corner workers – in  Mr. so-and-so’s corner took objections to our photography position after shooting what 17 fights?  I made a decision that if you have nothing else to do but give us a hard time after just trying to do our job, we’re leaving so we left.  You know what happened?  They got no national exposure because when the digital images were turned into Zuma Press there were no photos of their number one fighter so no publicity. Oh well… I guess that’s the way it goes….

The Ultimate Backstage Pass! With Blues Musician Bobby Kyle Saturday June 10, 2017

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Workshop will be limited to a small intimate group only.      Early Sign up cost before April 18 $200 (see Paypal link below)

Come join Joe & JoAnne at the DiMaggio/Kalish Learning Center (in the Upper Delaware, Milford, PA) with musician Bobby Kyle for the pre-release of his new Blues Album ”IT’S MY LIFE.” Both Joe DiMaggio and JoAnne Kalish, two internationally known credentialed, photographers, will be joining forces with Bluesman Bobby Kyle to bring together and very special evening and unique experience on Saturday June 10.

Joe and JoAnne have been photographing and filming Bobby for the past 20 years. As part of the evening Bobby will talk about what it takes to write and produce music, the state of the music business today, and what it means to be an artist. We will listen to some of Bobby’s music and his upcoming album, along with a multi-media presentation. Afterwards, there will be portrait session, in the studio and a private acoustic set. Autographed CD’s will be available. This is not a photo walk in Central Park but a special evening and a once and a lifetime unique opportunity.

Wine and cheese will be included. Hours 6-9  

For more information & Paypal link – 

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Super Bowl LI

My dear friend Mark Joseph and I (by the way Mark, an absolutely great writer, has been on the New York Times Best Seller list a few times) decided we’d bet on the Superbowl, World Series, championship fights and even elections. We no longer talk about elections. Persona non grata, but whatever. He just mailed me a 100 peso note from our last bet on the World Series. Better late than never Mark! The note inside said, “I’ll take the Falcons and the points -Mark.” Mark insisted on taking the Falcons. I wanted the Falcons! The only way this bet was going to happen was Mark’s way, not my way. Great writer, but he’s an egotistical son of a bitch. He earned his ego the hard way. He followed up with an email saying the final score would be New England Patriots 28- Falcons 3. I wrote him back and said bull, the final score would be Atlanta Falcons 28- New England 24. I turned the game off right when Lady Gaga came out and the score was 28-3. Please see the email I sent to Mark:

Hi Mark,

I want to be perfectly clear. The final score for the Super Bowl was the Atlanta Falcon’s 28   Patriots 3.  That was the final score. Waking up this morning it’s pretty obvious that the media took it upon themselves (dirty, rotten, cheating media) took it upon themselves to make up this bullshit that the game went into overtime.  Preposterous and another media lie!

Having said that I will be putting your 100 pesos in the mail.  Obviously I have to do the honorable thing.

Concussions aren’t everything in this world. Remember what Humphrey Bogart said in Casablanca.  Are you an American?  His answer was I’m a drunkard.  


Joe D”

The reason I’m not a professional gambler is I got ready to put the 100 pesos to Mark and realized he took the Falcons and the points. Even though I didn’t want to win, I won. I guess I’ll wait another three months for my next 100 pesos. Gonna have to wait to buy another bottle of tequila!

© JoAnne DiMaggio

Third Trip to Sloan Is A Charm

Only a few dozen close friends have received this, so try and keep it confidential. (Sh, Sam Garcia!) 

Wow, it’s really great to have friends with a great sense of humor and thank God I still have mine!

All the best,

Samantha (aka Joe D)

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Just so there are no surprises, he has apparently undergone sex re-assignment surgery, and successfully as you can see him in this photo he sent, walking around in what apparently is his first simple shift/dress…! 

(Perhaps this is part of the psychological process I know these patients also undergo…?)

I’m sure you have questions, but unfortunately I can’t answer them. You now know what I know.

For example, I really can’t say if he’ll switch to ‘Josephine’, although logic might support that guess.

And no I don’t know how long he’ll be in the hospital. (Again, logic tells us cutting things off is probably easier to recover from than adding things on.)

I know some of you will find this difficult to adapt to, but I’m sure as soon as he…, errr…, I mean as soon as SHE begins to shave you’ll probably find this easier to accept.

So let’s try and be welcoming when SHE gets back out in the civilian population.

I think I’m going to get her a subscription to VOGUE.

She definitely needs more clothing ‘style’ to pull this off.

And makeup.

Oh god…and support hose…

© JoAnne Kalish

Frankly, between the berets and the pedicures I suppose we should have all seen this coming…


P.S. He left out my earring and my purse!

My Son

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A short note to my son Joseph.  I loved you with every fiber in my being and still do.  I think about you at least 30 or 40 times a day. There’s no doubt I was never a good enough father and that’s something I have to live with for the rest of my life.

You would have been 49 this year.  I miss you and will always love you.

Your Dad


Tulips and Mias Lips

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To all the ships at sea,

I usually come home with fresh flowers at least once a week. It’s a luxury that JoAnne and I really enjoy. Well, this week she beat me to it and brought home some beautiful tulips that were very tightly closed. I looked at them and watched Mia, our kitten, who decided to eat one of the tulips- I guess it’s a kitten thing. I decided to move them to another geography. There I saw some backlight and took some photos, then decided to segregate one tulip and make a few more photos. Think of it this way: it’s springtime in January. I normally don’t photograph flowers, but what the hell- I’m having a little bit of fun.

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Zero Degrees or %@*!!$ Cold!

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To all the ships at sea,

If you’re anywhere near the East coast, you’ll know that it was beautiful. Then it got cold, then brutally cold, and then the ice came. Well last spring I packaged up all of my winter garb and I put it someplace. Did I write it down in the computer? No. Did i put a label on it? no. Did I put it in the same place? No. I found it, but I found it very, very late. In photography, I’ll tell you “standardization and simplification” – simple, clean, elegant. Also, repeatability. You should be able to go to your insurance shot and as soon as that’s done you should be able to throw caution to the wind and be able to do some crazy fun stuff. Oh yeah you’ve gotta have fun with it. Its all about fun and hopefully generating a new image, or maybe new just for you. New hasn’t been done in 40 years. So when it comes to protecting the cameras, we do that. Or I do it. Make sure they’re all in the trunk so that they’re all the same temp as outside. Tripods, the same thing. Clothes, the same thing. Three, four, five layers. Headgear, eargear, nosegear and gloves. Well, I couldn’t find my stuff so I borrowed some of JoAnne’s scarves and stuff. Not good. The lesson is pretty simple. Repeatability- put it in the same damn place all the time and if you think you’re gonna meed it in January then get it ready in September. Attached are a few photos… yes, I found my stuff. Want to know where it was? The last place I looked! It’s always in the last place I look, think about it.

© Joe DiMaggio; words by Sam Garcia. Where are the two right gloves?

Everybody knows that I’m a Canon photographer, so I very rarely get specific about a camera and a lens. In this particular case I’m going to talk a little but about it, I took out my Canon 5D Mark IV, the 100-400 zoom, a relatively midrange Gitzo carbon fiber tripod, two batteries and two extra cards. That’s it, nothing else other than my trusty cell phone. When climbing on the ice, you really want to have a cell phone with you. What I forgot was that the night before I had a house guest and that he plugged his phone into my charger. Where am I going with this? Well, you know where I’m going with this. It starts to snow and it snows very heavily. I’m not paying attention, I’m just shooting. I’m not making excuses, I’m just explaining. I looked down and the camera was covered in a beautiful coating of white snow and the lens had white snow. It was kind of a pretty picture. Then I looked down to see my itsy bitsy camera bag covered in snow. I reached into my pocket to take a photograph with my iPhone and up popped a thermometer saying “aint gonna happen fella, you dont got enough juice.” It’s one of those snapshots that I have in my brain but not in my other camera- get it? My other camera? I believe an iPhone is a phone, not a camera… other people, not so much. Again, preproduction is the key to a successful shoot. This includes gloves, mittens, scarves, batteries and yes, a cell phone- if I had fallen,  I would  have needed that phone for more than just taking a snapshot of the snow falling down on the camera and  the lens. Don’t leave anything to chance. Remember- Murphy is sitting on a rock waiting for you.

Hope to see you on the road again,

Joe D.

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Young Pup

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To all the ships at sea,

Back in the day I coined the phrase, “Standardization and simplification,” when it came to photography. Another phrase I coined was, “Shoot it when you see it, because you’ll never go back to photograph it again.” Everything I say is my opinion, not fact- I get it. I was on a Sports Illustrated assignment to photograph the largest white shark that was going to be caught on rod and reel- 3427 pounds (hadn’t been caught yet but they had been fighting it off the coast of Montauk). I had just left a TIME Magazine assignment when a phone call came that told me to go to Montauk. I changed my clothes, my photographic gear, got my foul weather gear and left for the 70 mile drive where I would meet a fishing boat to take me the balance of the 30 miles to get to the fish. Ten minutes after leaving, I realized I left two electronic flash in my darkroom. When it hit me, I lifted my right foot and went to hit the break and said, “No ____ way!” but I kept going. Did I need the flash? Yeah, I think so. Pushed the film anyway, made the photo, and it ran in TIME and accidentally in Newsweek- not my fault. Also the DailyNews and Newsweek. I think somebody syndicated it.

Yesterday, I had a very special appointment in Manhattan. I canceled a shoot to make this appointment. Right before I got to Route 80, I saw a magnificent sunset. (You know what, they’re all magnificent. But this one was special.) I looked to the left, was going 70 mph, looked straight ahead and knew it would be gone in five minutes. I looked and found that there was a turn off for an exit. I hit the brakes, made the turn off, went two blocks and wound up in the parking lot of a bar. No photo. Drove down a very narrow road of very expensive homes; the photo was still up and running but too many trees and homes were in the way. Went another mile down the road, found an opening, got out jumped over a 1 foot fence that said “No trespassing.” I recalibrated the ISO and started to shoot before the first dog came out barking, followed by the second dog barking and doors opening. I went back to car and said, “I knew this was a bad idea..” Drove some more, saw an opening for a PRIVATE YACHT CLUB ENTRY MEMBERS ONLY, but made believe that I didn’t see the sign. I drove another two or three football fields down to the end of this beautiful lake and there was my sunset, waiting for Joe DiMaggio. Also waiting for Joe DiMaggio was a police officer in a shiny new SUV. Did I have my seatbelt on? No. Was it shining? Yes. I made an executive photographic decision and drove past him like I was a member. Got out, recalibrated the ISO and made the photo. First time going back fora photo. Was it worth it? I think so. Maybe old dogs can learn new tricks… woof, woof, woof. Ice photos were thrown in, shot it the day before. Video to follow.

Joe D.

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RIP Photographer Howard Bingham by Joe DiMaggio

To All the Ships at Sea,

© Kenneth Lambert, AP

I’d like to share a story. My son Dylan came home from school from 4th grade class with a unusual request. He asked that I get Muhammad Ali to call all the kids in his class.  I told him that would not be easy.  He said please, “I’d like you to do this.” I called my good friend Bert Sugar – “Mr. Boxing”  and the “Bertster” tried to reach out to Ali, but was unable to connect.  He said, “Joe on a conference call we will phone Howard Bingham” (Ali’s photographer.)  I had met Howard a few times but we were not close friends.  We spoke to Howard and he said he’d see what he could do. He asked me, what time and on what phone number?”  I told him approximately 1:05 on Thursday afternoon & gave him the number. I figured there was a very slim chance of this happening.  I was told the call went through the speakers and sure enough It was Muhammad Ali talking to all the kids in Dylan’s grade class.

There are very few people and this goes for Bert Sugar, Howard Bingham and Muhammad Ali that would extend themselves for a bunch of kids.  I’m blessed knowing people like this.  I might add, it is mainly due to people I’ve met through photography.  Bert Sugar died on my birthday a few years ago, Muhammad Ali died this year and now Howard Bingham died December 15 this year.  I casually mentioned this story to my friend Sam Garcia and he insisted I do a blog on Howard, which I was going to do anyway.  He said you can tell your people from me, that Howard was one of the sweetest most self effacing people he had ever met.  He always remembered everyones’ name, was a genuinely sweet individual, and one hell of a great photographer.

We’ll have a 10 count tonight for Howard.  Attached you will find a short video I did in Cuba a few weeks ago at Kid Chocolate Gym.

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Sam by © Sam Garcia