Norman Lear asked for my very best work. And he helped me learn to deliver it.
A day of colorful, marvelous memories tinted with the darker sepia tones of losing …
Memories
An early ’70s working trip to Florida introduced me to an engineering marvel—The Polaroid SX-70.
I’d been a 35mm film photographer—one who knew his way around a darkroom—for quite a few years before my first …
My first typewriter was a Remington Streamliner. It was a sweet little machine.
Even today—after all these many, many years—I’ll sometimes hear the ping of a small bell …
For my dear friend, Shirley Ray
New York City. 1981. On a beautiful autumn evening, after we’d enjoyed a grand dinner at Tavern on the Green, we …