At the age of 13, I would sneak out at night with my parent's Konica 35mm camera and a tripod to take long exposures of the stars. I was amazed at how the camera could capture light invisible to my eyes, and how the static land stayed firm and solid on the horizon as the celestial objects spun their trails around Polaris. My mom was impressed by the detail in my photographs and encouraged my interest. In the quiet foothills of the beautiful Canadian Rockies, I eventually turned my camera downwards from the heavens to the land and people. The human form is the landscapes closest visual parallel.
Photographic film and paper were the only means to capture light at the time, and was a magical process I did in the basement bathroom. To take a blank sheet of paper, expose it to light, submerge it in developer, and watch with intense anticipation as the shadows, mid-tones, and hi-lights appeared from the nothingness, was astounding to me, and I truly thought I was a 14 year old magician! To capture my favorite haunts on earth to a piece of paper, to view at any time, was one of the reasons I became hooked to photography.