My father was a photographer.

Instead of giving me GI Joes, he would bring home toy cameras and encourage me to reimagine my pillow forts as darkrooms.

I think it's safe to say he was hoping to have another photographer in the family.

Sorry dad, a writer with a camera will have to do.

My photography portfolio is here.
Urban Exploration adventures are here.

Exhibit A: Wooden toy camera in 1992

Exhibit A: Wooden toy camera in 1992

Exhibit B: Not-a-toy camera in 2014

Exhibit B: Not-a-toy camera in 2014


thanks for giving these a peek!