For two full years, I worked in the dark. Hours were flexible, but the job itself had to be performed without light. Today, we call it old-school. Then, it was the only way to produce black and white photos. Chemicals, wash, paper – all were sensitive to light, but needed darkness to develop. Accompanying me in the room …
The Promise of the Prism
I have a fascination with stained glass. Every morning, when the sun’s light beams just right through the colored glass in my dining room, the opposite wall is washed with orange, green and yellow tints. As I watch the light color my own pale skin today, I remain in awe at the power of Light. We have …