
How I became a photographer
My father had a Bell and Howell 8mm movie camera, the kind that you wind up with a handle on the side. It made a whirring sound as it advanced the film past the aperture. I still have that camera.
I remember getting my first camera when I was ten years old. It took black and white Kodak 120 film, as I remember. I loved sitting in my second-floor bedroom that I shared with my younger brother and trying to take pictures of the cars going by. I was always trying to get them to blur as they went past, like ghosts.
I have been documenting the lives of my friends and family ever since. I’ve been a working photographer and artist for many years. My guiding principals are documentation, intuition and hospitality. Your wedding day should be one of your greatest memories. I think great memories along with great photos are something to cherish. I now travel throughout New England telling other people’s stories, their family gatherings, weddings, parties, holidays, portraits. It seems like a fitting full circle. My camera these days is a Sony a7III. I have been using Sony cameras for twenty years. I hope my story is like yours. We have so much in common when all is told.
I remember walking the ten or so blocks to the pharmacy to get the film developed. Blocks in small-town America are much shorter than the ones I am familiar with out here on the East Coast--so it wasn’t that far.
It took about a week to get the pictures back. I would study the pictures and be so thrilled when I caught something funny or captured a great composition. I didn’t really know what composition was but you could feel it when it was there. I sure wish I still had those photos. When I was thirteen, my sister’s boyfriend loaned me a Pentax Spotomatic 35mm camera and gave me an enlarger and darkroom supplies. I learned how to develop and print photos. My friends and I had a gas superimposing one ridiculous thing over another. I don't have to mention what they were. You can imagine what might interest thirteen-year-old boys. It was creative and it was a good way to exercise our imaginations.
When I was nineteen I went to photography school in Chicago to learn commercial photography. But I spent most of my time photographing people and their lives. I am in love with telling stories through pictures.
My goal, my job, is to interpret your vision and, in the end, give you more than your expectation. Every client that I take on is another chance to tell a unique story. I listen, I look and I create something from the heart—something that will last and grow in meaning over time…Tim