Member Since: October 11, 06
BiographyI Love to Live and I Live to Love.
I'm surrounded by all I encounter
All is openly pondered
That is the very essence of my being
I can't get enough of the World
Or it's Beauty,
I'm living a dream
I'm currently a denizen of the "Old American West" My hobbies are photography, astronomy, philosophy, collecting all kinds of neat little things & listening to music. I love everything in Nature every bit as much as I love sauteing, steaming, stewing, smoking, frying, poaching, toasting, roasting, baking, brazing, broiling, boiling, basting, wokking, zapping & charbroiling all kinds of tasty morsels to feast upon. I also love to write and along with photography, making new friends has got to be my all time fav. I'm a multi-award winning gallery/nature/still life photographer and I love to exchange e-mails and share my pictures. I love a good story and it doesn't matter if it's portrayed on screen or scribed on paper. A story is like a song, it still takes something sweet to make a hit.
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Artist's StatementMusic has been one of the biggest influences of my life from an artistic standpoint. I've always beleived it the highest form of expression & conveyance. I love all music, from simple instrumental madigrals to the"Tonal Groanings" of the Abby Monks to everything that's considered "Classic" from the days of Bach and Vivaldi through Mozart & Beethoven all the way up to Pink Floyd, The Beatles and Led Zepplin. Jesu- The Joy of Mans Desiring is a must for everybody who loves and the Moonlight Sonata helps to "Get it all out" when things get too much. Beethoven had just figured out that he was losing his hearing when he composed that, it still resonates with his sadness 200 years later. My Dad had a Rock Band in the late 60's-early 70's and one of my earliest memories of him was when he scooped me up in his arms,took me onstage and sang "Watching Scotty Grow" by Bobby Goldsborough when I was seven. There wasn't a dry eye in the place when that song was over and that moment lit a fire in me - that passion was chased to the doors of a prestigous music conservatory by the age of 19, I woke up one morning and found myself sleeping in the same room that Chic Corea had when he was there and Doc Severnsen had slept in the room next door and Jimi Hendrix slept two doors down from that one when he flunked out of that school in '64. By the time I hit 30, I'd spent time in the record business before moving on to the control rooms of 4 radio stations before automation and an accident screwed everything up.
Camera EquipmentExclusive to Canon
Favorite PhotographersAnsel Adams
Scott Baker of Visual Confecions