For several years, Kate and I rented booth space in a New England antiques shop that turned out to be very haunted. A delightful British woman (whom I’ll call “Mrs...
Back in 1979 I decided I’d had enough of the daily trudge of my office job for the past four years and considered it was maybe time to try something different. As I was q...
I’m talking about the EXA 1-A, my first ‘grown-up’ camera. Don’t confuse this model with classic Exacta cameras with leaf or focal plane shutters. Th...
It was June 2015, the first month of Melbourne’s winter, and I had tired of digital photography. I had bought an entry level Nikon DSLR in January of 2015 as a move up fr...
Whatever the reason, my telephone fell off the wall regularly, and I used tape and gum to effect repairs. When the handset gave up, I used my stereo headphones for the receiver....
It’s summer 1992 and four of my friends are in a band and have just secured a support slot at a local venue, they need someone to come along and photograph their set. Nat...
This is a story of three dogs, a man, and a camera that’s not even his. First, the background about the camera. I am a Nikon boy through and through, having first shot wi...
In my personal urban dictionary, a “plainclothes angel” is someone whose life crosses yours usually once, and for a short time. But they still have an out-sized impact on your f...