About & Stuff

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Yeah, the cute little devil waving at you is me . . . well, it was me a while ago . . . okay, decades ago. Anyway, it's apparently good practice to introduce folks to the photographer whose work they're looking at and possibly even considering buying. Not sure it's a good idea in my case but it's what they say, so here it is. Sort of, anyway.  

Who I Am

A photographer of advancing age who divides his time between central Illinois, the open road, and locations around the US. I've also been a university professor, bartender, canoe guide and rock climbing instructor, building manager, hospital data manager, assembly line worker, and soldier. Generally not all at the same time, however. Landscape photography is my main interest. We are so busy destroying the natural world that I am driven to record what I can of it while something still remains. I have secondary interests in buildings and architecture, and in associated objects of our built and domestic environments. Portraits, graduations, birthdays, engagements and weddings I happily leave to photographers much braver than I. The only funeral I will ever shoot is my own.

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How I Got This Way

In the eyes of all, or at least of all those who didn’t really know me, I was an adorable child. My parents, on the other hand, often harbored quiet doubts. I collided with photography . . . did I mention that collisions are a major recurring theme in my life? No? My bad. Moving on, I collided with photography (more precisely, the collision was between my father's right hand and my rear end, but let's overlook that) one long-ago day when I noticed an intriguing small brown plastic device on my father’s home work table. It had a cyclopean front glass eye, a white knob that turned, a button that pushed, and an eyepiece on the back. Certainly this was not meant for inquisitive young hands, specifically my always inquisitive young hands that were not about to be deterred. That Brownie 127 became the first in a series of cameras that suffered damage my parents insisted was linked to my regular presence at the scene of the crime. Hoping to prevent further destruction and perhaps even instill a sense of responsibility, Mom and Dad eventually allowed me to acquire an inexpensive camera when I was eleven years old. They came near to achieving one of their goalsI (not the one about responsibility), but they also did something else. They stirred a passion that has made cameras part of my life ever since.

Working near Taos, NM in August 2021

(Photograph courtesy of Geraint Smith)

(rev. 8/26/21)

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