
I wasn't raised by a pack of roaming photographers as one of their own. There was no burst of light and divine inspiration leading me to photography. No death bed promise to a loved one about picking up a camera and continuing the good fight. No chance meeting with Ansel Adams or Scavullo from which to draw inspiration. No years spent at a university in studious pursuit of photography's golden rule. It just happened. I scrimped and saved to buy my first camera. Then came photo books and lots of reading and experimentation.