When I was very young all I wanted to be when I grew up was a photographer. Here it is, half a century later and I still want to be a photographer but I’ve given up on growing up.
At age 17 I fell in love with a 21 year year old woman. At age 60 I still do – usually a couple times a month.
My photography is how I celebrate the beauty of the feminine form. Although it does sometimes generate a little income that isn’t what it’s about. It’s my passion, not my profession. My art doesn’t have to support me but it is nice when it helps to support it’s self. So I do accept money for photographs. In fact it makes my day when a beautiful woman comes to my studio eager to get naked and leaves me money. But they’re all beautiful. It makes my month when after a shoot one of them will tell me they haven’t felt so pretty for a long time.
