I think my love of photography is genetic, inherited from my father.
Some of my first photographic memories are of my dad and his camera. I remember as a child, working in the darkroom with him - the smell of the chemicals, the glowing hands of the timer clock; squeegee-ing off freshly rinsed strips of negatives with my fingers the way he showed me.
When I was in high school, he gave me my first camera. It was a Pentax Spotmatic, circa 1967 I believe. With 50/1.4 and 135/3.5 Super-Takumar lenses.I still have (and use) that camera and those lenses to this day.In college I took photography courses to refine my skills, and began to develop my deep passion for this amazing art form.
My style tends to be rather diverse, from landscape to street to portrait to still-life; anything that catches my eye or has visual interest. I try and see things that may be unusual or in a different perspective, that may in turn give others a new perspective.