It was June 2015, the first month of Melbourne’s winter, and I had tired of digital photography. I had bought an entry level Nikon DSLR in January of 2015 as a move up fr...
Whatever the reason, my telephone fell off the wall regularly, and I used tape and gum to effect repairs. When the handset gave up, I used my stereo headphones for the receiver....
It’s summer 1992 and four of my friends are in a band and have just secured a support slot at a local venue, they need someone to come along and photograph their set. Nat...
This is a story of three dogs, a man, and a camera that’s not even his. First, the background about the camera. I am a Nikon boy through and through, having first shot wi...
In my personal urban dictionary, a “plainclothes angel” is someone whose life crosses yours usually once, and for a short time. But they still have an out-sized impact on your f...
If you'd like to have some fun, go to a photo exhibit when the photographer is there. Find an image that intrigues or puzzles you, and ask if they can tell you more about its co...
When growing up, it's often common to think of your parents' house as "Home." Somewhere you can always go back to, somewhere that should always be a safe place. My mother's hous...
I posted on the Facebook/Darkroom group some pictures of my old film canister collection that I’ve been accumulating on and off then on again for over forty years now. Those pix...