why photographer?
At some point in my life, I became completely entranced by photographs. It wasn't an epiphanic moment, but more of a gradual realization. With the advent of widespread, cheap digital camera technology, my intrigue was allowed to become action. Not having to pay per snapshot gave me the opportunity to practice over and over and over again (a terrible crime, as my brother might put it), slowly learning to control the nuances between good photos and poor photos. On a 7-day trip to Italy, for instance, I took over 2,000 pictures.
At my previous job, I served as the de facto staff photographer, chronicling many events, occurrences, and animal visitations. I spent a good deal of time taking snapshots of my house and the progress I made renovating the various blights contained therein. I've spent days walking around Binghamton, New York City, Venice, Canandaigua, Rome and a bunch of other places trying to find just the right shot to sum up a myriad of emotions, moments, and scenes.
I just love taking pictures.
