About

One of the experiences I remember most fondly about growing up, and about my father, is him showing me how to use his camera, a very manual Pentax K that I struggled for a long time to understand. My father and his father were excellent amateur photographers, and even now I look at some of their old slides and hope I can take pictures like them someday.

The summer my father taught me to use his camera, I broke it trying to understand the shutter. But before that, I took sunsets at the pond nearby, and wild flowers, and the dog--and people, sometimes. Whatever seemed interesting at the moment. I don’t know that I thought much about it at the time. I certainly didn’t think of myself as a “photographer.”

Many years and many cameras later, in mid-life (and when I still wasn’t thinking of myself as a photographer), I found myself wondering if I could make something of this interest, this creative impulse I hadn’t been able to exercise completely. So, in relative terms my career in portrait photography has been brief but also very rewarding.

What do I love most about portraiture? The look on parents’ faces when they see their children in a new way. The creative process, when photographer and subject are truly comfortable in the moment, creating something unique. Getting the details—flawless skin, colors that pop, catch lights in the subject’s eyes, placement of hands, the mood of black and white.

What should you expect? Portraits that you’ll love.