You know how you sometimes look at photos from your childhood and aren’t sure whether you recall the event from your own memories or from the photo? I’ve been thinking about this a lot and suspect it doesn’t matter. It’s not how you remember it. It’s that you do–the recollection that counts. When he was alive, photography was something my father and I shared. I was the student and he was the master. My work continues as part homage and part bridge to him and his memory–a way to communicate and maintain the bond.
“Albums” is a new home for some more offbeat connections between words and pictures. Whether you’re coming from my social media links or just happened on it while exploring other pages @Trident PRO and trident.tv, welcome to my new obsession! If you like what you see, drop me a line. Thanks and enjoy.
2018 Gallery of Lost Gloves
There’s always a way home.