What About Me?
My Mom & Dad gave me my first cameral when I was about 9 (over 40 years ago). They loaded a roll of PlusX Pan into my 35mm camera. It was a Bolsi, all manual and it forced me to learn exposure - "Sunny 16" for those of you old enough.
Before I new it I was standing in a dinky little coat closet, about 3 feet square, in total, total, total, total darkness. I was completely and utterly frustrated and pissed off while I fumbled around learning how to get the film out of that blasted little 35mm metal canister using a bottle opener. Once it was out of the canister I had to blindly figure out how to get it wound into the spool of the developer tank.
We always had a darkroom setup. Before my folks would let me print I would jump up to try and get a glimps of what was developing in the tanks. By the time I was 13 or 14 I was printing to all hour of the night. They would frequently have to chase me out . . . "It’s A School Night!"
It wasn’t until 1982 that I had my first exhibition. It was a on-day event, a one-man show. It’s success spawned several more that year.
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