I remember both excitement and disappointment when I look at this picture. Excitement because of the mood it evoked, and…
It was the first day of the first grade for this youngster, but words of reassurance from his mother appear…
A rainy day doesn’t bother me too much, as long as I’m on the inside looking out. Under that criteria,…
Lost in her thoughts, I see an elderly lady living between her memories and the glorious hope of eternal life…
I felt my hand-colored work had merit and hoped to ply the method for lucrative commercial clients. In one such…
The hand-coloring adventure had me looking through old files for likely candidates. Beautiful Blondes — Light & Shadow #26 —…
I see a dad, mom, daughter, and rebel son. I have no way of knowing if these wool-bearing critters were…
Fresh with the excitement of my first hand-colored photograph (Light & Shadow #35), I went back to Jim’s ranch to…
In 1992, I left the newspaper business to freelance as a commercial photographer. For a time, I shared studio space…
I met more people than I can count during my years in photojournalism. They were passing acquaintances, save for one.…
