Fine Art Photography

I was given my first camera about the same time I got my first set of paints. The paints were starter-size oils and the camera was an old Kodak Instamatic 110-film camera and it seemed almost magical. Photography has been a part of my life ever since, to some degree or another. I was a professional photographer for several years though my path to that point was not a straight one. I specialized in commercial jewelry photography as well as doing non-standard fashion and publicity shots primary for model and actor portfolios.

I find a tremendous amount of beauty in the weathered, aged and ruined, so when I come across a broken down building or old cemetery, I can’t resist. It makes me wonder why this place or thing was allowed to fall into decay, what it was like when it was new, had a child loved this thing or played in this place? Did someone cherish this object? Thus, it brings into focus the inevitable question of what will become of those things we now hold dear and care for. The impermanence of all things dictates our existence and the things we surround ourselves with. I guess I appreciate that impermanence, as does my camera.