Boca Raton Photography News
January 9, 2013
When the absolutely stunning, Boca Raton attorney, Barbara Rapposelli and her world-class entertainer husband Michael called me to take family portraits for them, she mentioned that one of the images she saw on my website that she really loved was of a beautiful couple, head to head that I had photographed a few years ago. Wanting to keep the original image unique, but also give my client what she wanted, I juxtaposed the couple, changed the actual pose somewhat and shot it with natural light, on the beach, at dusk – rather than in the studio where the original photograph was created. We had a fantastic time working together and the results are amazing. The look on their faces alone when they saw this image was worth everything. I always enjoy working with people who emit positive energy which is what made working with Barbara and Michael such a beautiful experience.
April 27, 2012
Scuba Diving Magazine chose “BELCH”, one of my most famous images of a great white shark, to illustrate their “BEST DIVING IN THE WORLD” section of their 20th Anniversary Addition in April. The Rodney Fox Great White Shark Expedition is indeed one of the best diving locations left on the planet. To quote Carly Simon, “Nobody Does It Better.” Please contact me for more information about joining my groups on one of my annual trip down under to see the last living equivalent of a tyrannosaurus rex.
October 3, 2011
Yacht Essentials March / April 2011 edition saw my image of the Holland made U-Boat – a three person personal submarine. I originally photographed these images for U-Boat and then returned for a photo shoot for a spread in Paris Match. Several other of my images are published inside the magazine.
September 15, 2011
Last week, I received a call from Bryce, the owner of Blue Moon Fish Company – one of Lauderdale By The Sea’s greatest eating establishment. We made an appointment to discuss his vision of how he wanted to see the food in his world-class restaurant portrayed. Once he related to me the warmth and the textures he wanted to convey through my images, I instantly knew exactly how I wanted to light and shoot these photos. I couldn’t wait to get started! As I tend to do the day of a photo shoot, I arrived a little early to scout things out and was floored by the number of people eating there – well after the lunch hour. After most of the patrons left, lights and cameras were set up and I went to work. Bryce styled all his own dishes himself and did an amazing job, I might add. The entire staff at this restaurant go out of their way to give their patrons an enjoyable dining experience. Bryce and restaurant manager George Karathanas are two of the nicest guys you’d ever want to meet and the food there is just incredible. I’ll bet that if you have lunch or dinner at Blue Moon and mention that you saw and loved my images, those guys will buy you a drink. And if they don’t, I will!
June 28, 2011
Coming in at #72, between Pulitzer Prize winning author Doris Kearns Goodwin #71, and Salman Rushdie #73, David was honored in Boca Raton Magazine’s, ULTIMATE “IT” LIST in their July/August 2011 edition.
 Boca Shark Invasion: The city made national news in February when thousands of sharks were spotted swimming some 50 yards from our coast. No one locally has come face to face with more sharks than David Pearlman, the town’s most prolific underwater photographer. “When you look into their eyes, you see life – you see something mystic,” he says. Pearlman photographed this great white in South Australia.
March 6, 2011
No sooner did I arrive at my favorite spot at Wakodahatchee Wetland Wildlife Park in Delray Beach, Florida when the cool morning air smacked me right in the nostrils with the pungent and unmistakable scent of bird urine. Unpleasant as that was, it was nothing compared to what I was about to encounter. As I set up my camera and 500mm lens on a tripod, I noticed that the sun was coming up rather differently than it had done nearly every day in the past two months.
The wetlands were dangerously close to becoming drylands. In fact, the wetland basin was little more than mud – and some of the mud was dry with cracks only the lack of moisture from the most lengthy droughts can produce. But the biggest alligator in the area was still around. I could hear him growling that very primitive rumble in the near distance.
Sunlight was struggling to find its way to Earth, and warm the beautiful scenery that was beginning to include some bruised and sullen rain clouds looming ominously to the east. No worries, I thought… It can’t rain. Mother Nature would never be so cruel as to send rain on the first day that I decided to take my equipment out for a morning photo safari in months, or would she? She’s far too kind and compassionate to want me to be caught a quarter mile away from any structure capable of sheltering me and my equipment. Turned out, Mother Nature was more determined to take pity on the wetland creatures than she was concerned about my stuff. And rain it did. It fell from the sky in buckets – but thankfully only for about ten minutes. Once the rain stopped, I stood for a moment dripping wet. I was dumbfounded that, despite 25 years experience, I had still allowed myself to be as unprepared as I was. No umbrella, waterproof poncho or plastic bags to fit over my camera cases. The chill of the rain-soaked air permeated my clothing. Cold and wet, but determined to view and process the damage quickly, I unzipped the rather large and heavy camera bags that served as my gear’s sole protection from the elements. I expected to see what would amount to 50 or 60 grand in damage to my equipment, and I started to think about how my insurance company was going to bone me. I could already hear the despicable arguments of the claims adjuster, “Mr. Pearlman, it says right here on your insurance policy that we do not cover any water damage sustained to your cameras on Saturday mornings during the dry season.”
Imagine my delight and surprise when I opened the bags to find everything bone dry. Bravo Think Tank and Tamrac Bags! You did exactly what you claimed to do and I won’t have to deal with the only people on the planet more loathsome and dishonorable than lawyers – insurance agents. Now sunshine was beginning to stream down between the breaking cloud formations. Suddenly, the wildlife park came alive, soaring with activity. The bull alligator appeared thrilled with the short attempt to end the dry season early and began flipping around in circles under his fresh new coat of H2O. I had to take the cameras out in a hurry if I was going to catch any of that action. I’m not sure how, or why, but animals seem to know precisely when you’re ill-prepared to photograph them and choose those times to do the most unusual and outrageous things. What this reptile didn’t know was that I am the quickest draw in these here parts and can build a camera system and catch the end of his show before he could spell death roll – if indeed alligators could spell. A female great blue heron began shaking the rain off her feathers and flew to distant trees to collect twigs to continue building her nest, where her partner protected their baby chicks. One female anhinga who I named “Linda” for obvious reasons, fed her chicks straight out of her throat. At times it looked as if her chicks’ heads were so deep in her throat that they appeared to be pulling food directly from her stomach! Of the two plus hours I spent in the quiet sweet light taking pictures of these amazing critters, it never occurred to me to check my iphone, so cleverly tucked away in my photo vest pocket. At the end of the shoot, I pulled it out to see if anyone had tried to contact me. That was when I noticed the disturbing sight of moisture under the now-dim screen of my little, and mind you expensive phone / calendar / address book / keeper of every important piece of information I have. Perhaps I should have invested in a bag for my iphone as well!
January 24, 2011
February’s issue of Boca Raton Magazine has an 8 page spread about my underwater photography written by none other than Sharie Derrickson. This is a rare occasion for a photographer to command this much space in the publication…therefore, I am completely honored. The issue will be hitting the newsstands in February. Make sure to pick up a copy, and check out the Boca Mag website. Also, check out writer Sharie Derricson’s website http://www.shariederrickson.com/
October 16, 2010
October 2010 marked my 25th anniversary of being in business as David Pearlman Photography. Times have certainly changed in a quarter century. Film cameras have become dinosaurs; high-resolution digital cameras and Photoshop have revolutionized the way we think about photography, retouching and artwork. Professional photographers have always had a lot of toys to play with, but never as many as they do today in the new era of digital imagery.
What has remained consistent is that women are still beautiful and continue to love having their picture taken. Equally as consistent is the male desire to view such images of the greatest gift ever bestowed on our planet. One of my favorite aspects of a photo shoot is when I bring to my computer monitors the images I just shot of a particular model, and her jaw drops in amazement. The reward of making another human being so incredibly happy with the results of the creativity I put into their images, in and of itself, is worth everything to me. However, add the ability to make my living doing what I love to do, and it is that much more satisfying.
Photographing women is all about helping them feel beautiful about themselves and comfortable with me. It’s about engaging them, building a rapport and taking them on a journey into the innermost aspects of their souls. It is about gaining their trust and building their sense of confidence and never crossing the line of what is and what is not professional and appropriate. It’s about observation and learning what makes them respond in order to extract the expression I am looking for. The relationship between photographer and model is one that can result in a brilliantly rewarding experience for both individuals.
When Kelly Harman, a South Florida model, contacted me for the purpose of expanding her portfolio, we talked for quite a while – both of us perhaps sizing up the other’s potential as artists. I brought out a camera to see how she would respond and she was all pro. Clearly we had to get more talent (hair stylist and makeup artist) and create some images for her.
With a call to Jill Oscar-Salles, a dear friend and wonderfully talented makeup artist, we were half way there. Her connection to another amazingly talented woman, “Evy”, hair stylist extraordinaire, took us to where we needed to be.
They arrived at the studio at 9:00 a.m – about 90 minutes after me. I had coffee made, muffins and danish for those of us whose livelihoods do not depend on our being skinny and fresh fruit for everyone, mostly, however, for Kelly. Cool tunes in the background set the mood for an amazing day as the artists began performing their creative magic on Kelly’s already naturally gorgeous face.
When she was finished with her makeover, I held out my hand and walked her to the area where the lights were all metered and the shoot was to take place. I asked her if it was okay if I touched her on occasion to remove a fleck or brush away a wayward hair. She responded with a smile and a nod, obviously appreciative that I respected her enough to not simply assume it was okay to for me to put my hands on her. It is subtle forms of respect like these that build trust and allow the models that I am photographing to let their guard down. At the end of the day, this trust creates the critical moments, the perfect fractions of a second when a model bares her soul to the photographer – and he or she is ready to capture it.
Here are a few of the results from this October 13th photo shoot in my Boca Raton studio.
October 14, 2010
I’ve often wondered what craps table our souls stand around in the process that decides where we will come into this Earth. Who will our parents be? Will we be born into the cozy bosom of extraordinary opulence or confined to the deepest despair of extreme poverty? Who will be blessed with great health and who will succumb to the afflictions of the most horrific diseases? Will our parents and siblings be taken from us early or will we be blessed to hand our great grandparents our babies on their first birthdays? Will our families be torn apart by the nightmare that is war or will we grow in times of peace? Normally, Steve McCurry’s genius photograph of that beautiful yet terrorized Afghan girl he photographed for National Geographic comes to mind… What if that girl had been born to Saudi royalty? What if she had been the daughter of a Wall Street business tycoon? What if only a middle class Dutch girl in a humble but beautifully warm and loving home in Holland? Is it solely a crap shoot, or are we here to learn lessons only the saddest and most frightening of life’s occurrences can teach? Model Kelly Harman, along with her alluring eyes, and masterful makeup artist Jill Oscar-Salles helped me explore an attempt at a recreate of an image I have always admired, but with a woman who had never felt the pain and torture of a life all but destroyed by war.
July 22, 2010
In June 2010, Paris Match selected me to photograph the Dutch made U-Boat Worx C-Quester, a three-man submarine that I had photographed for the manufacturer in January. I packed my underwater photography equipment, and flew from my Boca Raton studio to Aruba for the shoot. The day of the photo shoot began with some of the worst rain that this tiny Caribbean island had witnessed in the past two years. But the shoot could not be postponed, despite the deluge of rain. Fortunately, in the mid-afternoon, the clouds parted. The clear skies allowed light to penetrate deep enough for me to create these images. On July 2, 2010, my images were published by Paris Match, which is a leading French magazine with a circulation that sometimes exceed one million.