Always a picture in my head

My first exposure to photography (no pun intended) was through my beloved Grandmother Eva who photographed everything and everyone who stood still long enough for her to shoot them.  

A self-taught photographer, when it came to photographing people, Grandma Eva (hilariously) had no reservations chopping off ankles and foreheads, just a little above the eyebrows.  She was a centrist at heart and her photographic eye proved it.

Notwithstanding her focus beneath one’s hairline, her dedication to the art always impressed me. She recorded a pictorial history of her life and the lives of all those around her. And, I was lovingly included, at least from the forehead down.

Although photography remained in the back of my mind, I didn’t really engage in it until soon after college when I bought my first official camera, a Russian made 35mm Kalimar.  I was off to the races shooting roll after roll of film. I learned about light, exposure, ISOs, F-Stops, aperture settings, and shutter speed.  I expanded my subject matter from family, friends, and pets to anything and everything, just as my Grandmother did before me.  However, I often let my human subjects retain their full heads and ankles.  As it turns out, better for composition.

Along the way, I shared my photographs with friends, many of whom encouraged me to expand my hobby and offer prints for sale to them and others.

Never ignore the advice of a good friend!

I hope you find a print or two that speaks to you and will bring life, laughs, happiness, and adventure into your home and office.  Above all, I hope you enjoy viewing them as much as I enjoy taking them. 

I always have a picture in my head!  And now you can have one, or two.