Just fourteen years ago, I entered a meadow of flowers with a friend and a borrowed camera. For me, a former restaurateur, the idea of conceptual photography was but a whisper in those early days spent learning to use a camera. I now find myself on image paths that take me down roads of exploration into man's inhumanity to man and to gentle views that encompass fragility and the cycle of life from birth to death to re-birth. I cannot imagine being without my "third eye" and wonder where it will lead me next.
