My Dad Had Been An Ardent Amateur

My Dad Took A Workshop From A Photographer Who Worked At The Toledo Blade, A Newspaper I Delivered. I Knew This Photographer's Work. My Dad Took A Night Class From Him At The University Of Toledo. Without That Class, I Wouldn't Have Become A Photographer, Because My Dad Came Home And Taught Me What He Learned In Class.

'woman On The Plaza,' With Its Distinct Horizon, Snow-like Surfaces, Wintry Wall, Stunning Sunlight, Sharp Shadows, And Hurrying Figure, Would Become The Most Biographical Of My Photographs - An Abstract Image Of The Landscape And Life Of Northern Ohio Where I Grew Up And First Practiced Photography.

Aboriginal Australia Is A Tough Place To Work, Rough And Tough.

People Say To Me, "who's Your Favorite Kind Of Photographer?" Or "who Would Be Your Favorite Photographer To Have In A Workshop?" And I Always Say, "my Dad."

The Reason I Don't Want To Say Anything About It Is It Has A Strange Power To Take Over The Conversation. Just Like It's Doing With Us. I Was Asked To Participate In A Documentary About Richard Prince, And Be The Voice Of Someone Who Was Appropriated, And I Declined. The Reason I Did Is I Don't Want It To Be The Subject Of The Discussion Of My Work.