A camera lost, a passion found…. My affair with photography began in August 1964 at the world’s fair in flushing queens New York. I was 8 years old, my parents, siblings and I had just had lunch at what I remember to be a restaurant. My father realized he left his camera behind and we hurried back to get it…. my father asked our waitress if anyone turned in his camera that was left behind at the table we had just ate lunch. Hearing “no” was a disappointment to my father…. but seeing the camera at my eye level tucked behind the utensils at the waitress station I grabbed it and proudly announced that I had found it. My father said when I get older I could have that camera, a twin lens 35mm Bolsey with rangefinder range-finder focusing.
Fast forward a few years and countless requests to use the camera… I used allowance money to buy my first roll of film at the local pharmacy and returned it to the same pharmacy for processing…
I managed to convince my mother to buy a black plastic developing tank (Yankee) and a chemistry kit (Kodak) at Kingsbridge camera shop on Fordham road… and my first successful roll of film was mostly of my dog Paco. I stared at those reversed little B&W images for what seemed like an eternity.
My fascination and determination was rewarded with a willingness by my mother to take me back to Kingsbridge camera to buy a bogen enlarger, 3-4×5 trays and a box of 4×5 paper (DuPont Velour matte surface)… in a not so light tight closet and a 29.95 enlarger I made my first prints, I was 12 years old. Later that year I discovered books by Ansel Adams and his method of print visualization, meticulous control of processing that allowed complete control of tonal values to achieve the print he pre-visualized. Photography in this context of visualization and execution appealed to me as an artist, and unknowingly that experience altered the direction and purpose of my art.
I had applied to Art & Design HS in NYC during 1970 and was starting what was intended to be a career in art & illustration. After the start of my junior year in October of 1972 I changed my major to Photography. By my senior year of HS I was shooting w/ a 35mm Minolta SRT101, 6x6cm Hasselblad 500C and a 4×5 Speed Graphic… I had a functional darkroom, aka a bigger walk-in closet and very understanding parents that allowed my domination of the kitchen sink when I was printing.