About
A curious journey. Born and raised in South Central Los Angeles in an orthodox Jewish European home. My father was a white song writer writing R&B and had his own “black” band while running a tire business. My mother was a legal secretary and angel of the heart. Sundays my neighbors would be singing gospel on their front porch and my father's musician friends would come over to our house and perform. Bedridden as a teenager, I moved inward. I taught myself photography by giving myself the challenge of shooting an entire roll of film in a short period of time in my back yard where there was nothing of interest to shoot. Later, reading Ansel Adams’ technical manuals taught me the rest. Studied history and law at UCLA and worked in an auto parts store for seven years. Accepted into the graduate photography program at UCLA with no formal training. Moved to Denmark for seven years and was engaged in teaching, exhibition design and television production. Moved back to Los Angeles and worked as a television producer for Disney. Drove a truck for three years when my father became ill and his tire business was going under. Then, commercial photography took over, along with single parenting my three boys and caring for my family. Bobby Womack, R&B singer/songwriter, once told me that an artist has to live before they have something to say. There are no short cuts. I make pictures and tell stories. I hope that they mean something to you. In art, as in life, only passion matters.
