photos captured by my Dad, circa 1970s

photos captured by my Dad, circa 1970s

My Dad was the family historian either taking photos or creating home movies.   I recall him looking at his prints sometimes with a puzzled look on his face and other times eager to show us what he captured.  He was self-taught, reading a manual written in a language he didn’t quite understand and a lot of trial and error. While spending time with images my father captured, I began to see a part of him that I never really knew.  I found myself wondering how the images I create today may mean more than I could ever imagine.

Color, art and shadows inspire me. Through photography I let go of the logical part of myself and seek the gray.  It balances me. Welcome to my space.


They may or may not make a living by photography, but are alive by it. - Robert Adams