Tim BaskervilleTom PaivaLance Keimig Steve HarperBill Schwab Troy PaivaMichael FryeStu Jenks
Michael Pierazzi Karekin GoekjianDavid BaldwinSusanne FriedrichLarrie ThomsonRobert Vizzini
Matthew Lennert Chris SullivanAdam MooreBrian KellyWilliam LeschBlake HinesAndrew Sanderson
• Helen Garber • Sean McHughDan HellerPhilip Pankov Toni Ramon

Helen K. Garber (Southern CA)
Helen K. Garber is an award winning fine art and editorial photographer. Her work has been reproduced in The NY Times, LA Times, American Photo, and Travel & Leisure. The Urban Noir portfolio was featured in both B&W and Palm Springs Life magazines in the past year, as well as online at www.womeninphotography.com, www.sightphoto.com, www.londonphotoawards.com and www.nanago.com. She illustrated the book, Parents at Last for Clarkson N. Potter in 1998. Her Noir images are featured in the soon to be released, Looking at Los Angeles, edited by Marla Hamburg Kennedy, Ben Stiller & Craig Crull. Helen's images are available through various dealers around the U.S. including Paul Kopeikin in Los Angeles, Marla Hamburg Kennedy, NY and Kathleen Ewing, Washington, DC.

Helen moved her studio to Venice Beach in 2004 and has digitally captured, enhanced and reproduced the surreal experience of her daily commute to work by foot. Helen will be publishing Venice Beach, California Carnivale
later this year through Xlibris.

Garber's images are in the permanent collections of The Brooklyn Museum, NY; The Museum of the City of NY; The Portland Art Museum, OR; Yale University, CT; and The George Eastman House, International Museum of Film & Photography, Rochester, NY (pending). She was born in Brooklyn, NY, and lives in Santa Monica, CA with her
husband, Stuart, and her two Springer Spaniels. Visit Helen's Web site at helenkgarber.com



Santa Monica Pier Fog 1


Downtown Autos

"There was random feel to the dark, the quirkiness of chance played out in the blue neon night.
So many ways to live. And to die. You could be riding in the back of a studioís black limo, or
just as easily the back of the coronerís blue van. The sound of applause was the same as the
buzz of a bullet spinning past your ear in the dark. That randomness. That was L. A."

Michael Connelly, The Black Ice, Warner Books, 1993, p. 125


Getty Center Tram


Santa Monica Third Street Promenade


Bike Path Fog


Casa Del Mar