I’ve had a camera in my hand, literally, since 1975.
It’s honestly hard to imagine, even remotely, what my life would be like without a camera.
The camera, good or bad, is tied intimately to my sense of being and identity.
You could say, even though it sounds trite, that photography is…..in my blood.
I live a true photographic life.
Photography is not just something I do, it is something I am.
I like looking like a photographer, acting like a photographer, speaking like a photograph, observing life like a photographer
I never much set out to open and operate photography businesses yet that is how my life played out.
My goal, initially unspoken and unrealized, but later embraced and celebrated, was to live a photographic life. I arrived. Ahhhh.
When I converted to iPhone cameras, back in 2011, I seemingly and unknowingly, at the time, came full circle to living my ultimate dream of living a photographic life.
I am not only one of the most prolific, productive, and passionate photographers you will ever meet, but when I’m not shooting, I’m reflecting on and reading about photography.
Again, photography is in my bloodstream.
It’s not just a craft and hobby but an unrelenting obsession.
This infatuation-turn-preoccupation is the grandest gift that this life, on planet Earth, could have ever given this wayfaring, wondering and wandering, wide-eyed child.
Thank you.
Photography, in the deepest sense, has completed me. I am whole.
Click.
Jack
