Here’s my 411 for what it’s worth:
I was born in a small town…it was boring, nothing happened…so don’t ask.
The family escaped and moved to New York (yeah!). Mom and dad bought me my first camera – a cardboard box with a plastic lens that took horrible blurry pictures. It was a wretched little contraption…and I loved it!
As a child, I took photography classes with borrowed cameras and developed a passion by age 12. I asked mom and dad to convert the bathroom into a darkroom. Surprise…it never happened.
I saved my pennies to buy my first real camera – a manual Pentax, and shot exclusively in black and white for almost two decades.
I left New York and moved back the same small town…it was boring, nothing happened…so please, don’t ask.
I escaped and moved back to New York (Yeah!). I studied more photography, but developed my technical skills by shooting my way around the world…50 countries and counting. Commercial work is exciting, but Fine Art photography is a passion.
Of course, anything is fine as long as I can keep shooting and don’t have to go back to that same small town…it’s boring, nothing happens…so what ever you do, don’t ask!