Decent education and I still cant spell
Working for Penn was one of those strange anomalies in life that was never followed through regarding a career, however somewhere in my head, perhaps lost by now is a wealth of photographic studio knowledge. When your young you dont realize sometimes the significance of situations and the opportunities that can arise from them. One of my responsibilities was to load all the film, 8x10 sheet film, 120 roll film for the Hasselblad. Today I don't think I would have the nerve to handle it....if I had put the film in the wrong way and the shoot was for the cover of Vogue that Penn did every month
When your 21 the ramifications are not so clear. What I was "exposed" to was a great photographic experience where craft and creativity was the ethos.
Thanks for the time to reminisce.
Actually now that I think about it Pete I lived about 5 miles out of York in Shipton by Beningbrough and went to school outside of Helmsley in a tiny village called Bedlam and Norton, actually 2 tiny villages put together I believe. That would be ages 7-12.
Those were certainly formative years spent in Yorkshire and because of those beautiful bleak moors is perhaps why now I look to the landscape for photography. Though a stroll around here in S.E. Florida (the parts that are not strip centers and shopping malls) could mean encounters with alligators or diamond back rattle snakes and wild boar. Fun Fun!