People ask why I shoot film, when digital is so much easier. First of all, who said the easiest art is the best art? Then we wouldn't have sculpture (too difficult), oil paintings (too hard to clean the brushes), or other myriad art forms. But the main reason is I am a photographer who makes... Continue Reading →
Who is the Girl on the Stairs?
I don't know. She's not a relative of mine. You may be wondering why do I have this photograph and other precious memories of some families that appear to be (from clues in the photos) living in Kansas in the early to mid-1900s? Because a family lost them due to an unpaid storage locker. This... Continue Reading →