I learned more about the process, more about the marketing, more about the human condition. I gravitated to photojournalism, happy with candid photography…
…and grateful to people willing to share their lives for my magazine assignments:
College-educated police, from the April 1971 issue of Pageant magazine.
Photojournalism sharpened skills that applied as I tried out other phases of photography, following the twists and turns of a rapidly changing profession. Reacting to my own decisive moments, I sought emotional content whenever it might appear, meaningful composition as a frame, and the feel and shape of the situation.
I remember wishing that I had had a mentor back then, someone experienced, with an overview to help guide me. Instead I created a composite, picking up bits and pieces from so many people I met.
Now I have become one of those who nurture. I have stories to tell, I have realized, after participating in panel discussions, lectures, gallery talks, any events where people gather around. I’ve come to recognize that, wow! I’ve learned something. And I learn even more as I explain to, and consult with, others.
I hope that collectors and curators might want to join in, to share insights with anyone wanting to improve their photography.