My Fourth Camera

My Fourth Camera

In my last year of high school I worked part time in a photo store in the Humbertown Mall in Etobicoke which was a suburb of Toronto. It was a great job and a great place to learn more about photography. One day a consignment came in to be sold: a Leica M-3 with 50mm...
My Third Camera

My Third Camera

I am certain that this discussion of my old photographic equipment is an absolute bore for you. But I’m having a blast. This is old stuff I have not thought about for decades and I am enjoying it. It is like looking back at one’s trail of footprints in the...
The Aloha Formal

The Aloha Formal

Photography is many things. It can be a form of record keeping, a custodian of facts, often true and sometimes false. A picture can be a keeper of memory, valued not for its content but what its content evokes in the viewer’s recollection of the past. And...
My First Camera

My First Camera

I dimly remember an old black box camera in the house when I was very young. That would be in the late 1940’s. I remember playing with it. The shutter was tripped by a little piece of metal sticking out the side at the front. Fixed focus, roll film, no aperture...