Painting with pixels, that's how I think about my photography at this stage. In the early years, when I was being transfixed (pun) by watching a print appear, as if by magic, in the fixer bath, I fell deeply and forever in love with photography. Here was a medium wherein I could attempt to make manifest how I saw the world; I could show others what was inside my mind in a concrete and physical way, black, white and gray on a piece of paper that could be handled and pinned to a wall, that was unchanging and finished. Rendering color was a faint dream in those days, not to be achieved in my makeshift darkroom.
Fast forward a couple decades and digital photography was born. Instant, beautiful technicolor was within reach of the multitudes. Computer programs like Photoshop opened doors to almost infinite possibilities for creative expression.
