Early on, I saw faces in wood knots and other places as most kids do. At 15, my dad let me borrow his camera. It was an Olympus OM-1. I could finally frame what I saw and it was thrilling to share. Later, as a teenager living near Paris I purchased more lenses. Urban landscapes, perspectives, lines, curves, shapes and colors filled the frame. Then the light, the contrast, the shades of grey emerged. Eventually I learned to develop my own black and white films and make my own prints. Faces, places, time to travel; light and discreet, I purchased my first Leica. Slideshows and prints, I loved expressing myself with the photographs I took. 

In 1998, I moved to the Berkshires, USA. Only a few years later, the digital world took over. By this point my life was filled with the responsibilities of adulthood, family and fatherhood. My passion for photography lay dormant for 20 years. 

Then … the camera in the palm of my hand, I began to reconnect with my visual instincts. As a resident of Stockbridge, Massachusetts for over 25 years, I have found the Berkshires to be a prolific source of inspiration. I don’t limit my eyes to any boundaries and coddywomple beyond borders.

I simply meander and like to collect and share what my eyes are feeling.