Photography is a wonderful new paintbrush in my old artist’s toolbox.

All my life I’ve been drawing and painting and arranging objects without really knowing why.  I just knew it was something I had to do.  My way of expressing my world to others perhaps.  As for my trusty camera, it was just something I carried along to record family history.

Then, one day not too long ago, I picked up my Canon on a whim and started recording the beautiful world all around me…looking for patterns and colors and slices of light…and found joy!  When I discovered that my work could actually bring joy to someone else, the feeling was unbelievable.

I start with a simple, well composed image.  I spend hours creatively editing each piece until it truly speaks to me.  Then, I send it off into the world, hoping someone understands.

The very best part of being a fine art photographer is the moment when someone reacts emotionally to my work.  It can be in the form of a wistful smile, or a hushed compliment, or a sweet story of some memory sparked.  All music to my senses.

I feel truly blessed to be able to follow this passion of mine.  I pray that I’ll be able to spend the rest of my days turning these pictures in my head into real, live pieces of art that make people smile.