I started photography in 1966. Set up a darkroom in the family bathroom, dad moved it to the basement. Joined the local camera club, lots of old guys with Leica’s. I learned a lot about taking pictures of wildflowers, learned a lot about crafting an image and a thousand ways to use black velvet. I worked at the local camera store and lab where I processed thousands of rolls of film and printed some “interesting” pictures. Mentored by a master photographer who dished out brutal critique. I did weddings and club shots to earn tuition/beer money for university.

Now I shoot mostly travel and make coffee table books about my journeys. I remain a polyphot at heart.

My gallery is at http://www.e-images.ca