I was walking along the shore today and stumbled upon what seemed to be a student project in progress. I stopped to watch when I noticed the big smile on my face, the same one I recall from 20 years back. I was a student at Los Angeles Valley College, in a two-year photojournalism program, and I was fired up about photography, insatiable in fact. I would rush through my assignments and grab interesting faces to photograph from social gatherings, relentlessly cultivating a lifetime journey as a photographer. I would eat, sleep, and breathe this craft, and bore anyone who would listen, to be perfectly honest.
One person who never grew bored is my soul sister from London, Antonella, the one who to this day spurs me forward. Here is a photo I took of her on the beach 20 years ago, in those indelible school days, experimenting with Polapan instant slide film when my assignments on Tri-X had long been handed in.
Last year I had my first exhibition abroad in the upstairs space at her Cafe, just opposite the Victoria and Albert Museum in London. I brought the roots of American Western culture to that little space in London, which was also an amazing reunion with old friends from Sweden and Italy. The images represent so much for me, as the intimate and complex relationship between the human being and his heritage provide a limitless canvas for study and representation.
To bring something so personal to a place and person who has been with me throughout my own history and heritage was a most magical and deeply intimate experience, as I was surrounded my those who have been the fabric of my own development, and that of LEGACY OF PRIDE.