My Least Favorite Photographer To Have Would

A Very Big Part Of The Life Of A Photograph Is The Afterlife.

Teaching Has Never Been Far From My Life. It's The Most Natural Thing I Do. Apparently, As I Said, I Cannot Not Do It.

My Dad Took A Workshop From A Photographer Who Worked At The Toledo Blade, A Newspaper I Delivered. I Knew This Photographer's Work. My Dad Took A Night Class From Him At The University Of Toledo. Without That Class, I Wouldn't Have Become A Photographer, Because My Dad Came Home And Taught Me What He Learned In Class.

My Father Taught Me Photography. It Was His Hobby, And We Had A Small Darkroom In The Fruit Cellar Of Our Basement. It Was The Kind Of Makeshift Darkroom That Was Only Dark At Night.

I Now Want To Be A Photographer Of My Time, And Our Common Culture.