Golden Gate Park, San Francisco, CA

Summer soltice is my birthday – a child born to light. Yet, aren’t we all? The discipline of photography is to continually observe light, an endeavor each one of us can cultivate. I was strolling in Golden Gate Park with my beloved cousins and their Bernese mountain dog, when, across the street, the elements of light came together. I dashed across the street and snapped the photo you see here. For my birthday, I gift this photograph to you and send you out to dash toward radiance.

Dry Falls – WA

 Why, you ask, photography? Moreover, why black and white darkroom photography in the digital age? I honor all mediums and their makers, but, for me, traditional film photography is both medium and metaphor. Each step leaves a seen and an unseen imprint on the final image. The negative becomes positive. The silver – the precious – is revealed. From scene to print, with camera and enlarger as interlocutors, transformation occurs. Each photo, a token of our own ability to evolve.