I fell in love with photography at the age of 11 and dove into the darkroom where I stayed and played through all of high school. Inspired by Freeman Patterson and Ansell Adams I developed my work which finally got me into art school. There I strayed into sculpture, painting and drawing and after two years I opened my own gallery in a tourist village on Lake Huron. The gallery grew and became my full time occupation. After a quick 25 years and only recently have I came back to my original love of photography to spend my new energies developing these new works. It’s funny how one comes back in a circle to find the most meaning in what one fell in love with early on.
My love of photography is mostly about the process, the process of seeing. Spending time in an environment and learning to open one’s eyes to what’s really there, a meditation of sorts. My best shots are not thought out but instinctual, raw and emotional. My brain kind of turns off for the time being and magic can happen. I love the happy accident, of capturing something completely unexpected or seeing something in just the right lighting and just digging in to that moment until it passes, completely focused. The process is personal journey… an awakening. Is it true what Carl Rogers wrote “What is most personal is most general?”
So, now it’s time to start to do something with my own work, which is more than just the process seeing but it’s the process of creating…creating something that can be shared with others, brought into the world to see if there is an audience that responds to my work just as I responded to its creation.