As a teenager in the early 60s, I hung out in Greenwich Village at coffee houses playing chess & listening to Bach late into the early morning.
I rode my dilapidated bicycle up to Harlem and back downtown to sleep on the steps bordering the fountain in Washington Square Park.
I was 16 when I was given a Nikon F and discovered I could touch the outside world by making art.
I smoked and drank myself to the edge of death.
I got sober.
My art evolved along with the Digital Age and my artistic maturation. It has become a reflection of my perception, my character, and my many interests.
I still chase what Henri Cartier-Bresson dubbed "the decisive moment", the instant before the scene changes and the essence of the moment is gone. Back then, like him, I shot in black & white. I could look through the viewfinder and know how the red, green & blue would be rendered by the film into shades of grey in the finished print. The aroma of sodium hyposulfite (hypo) filled the house and was synonymous with photography.
I hope that someday you'll see my work on the walls of galleries and museums and online.
But first things first.