When I show some of his shots to friends and guests, I hear things like National Geographic, Eisenstaedt and Ansel Adams. And that’s what his work is like, a kind of combination of all of those. I sometimes call it a fancy snapshot, but it’s really more than that. Sure he’s got the tools to get the beautiful depth of field and color, but we all know that’s not what makes a great shot. It’s being in the right spot or finding it. Having God work the sun just right for you. Having the subject doing the right things for you. And you, as the photographer, need to coordinate these elements in a couple of seconds and push that magical button to immortalize that moment. My father is a master at doing all that.

As we build this website you will see images from all around the world. Places I remember looking up in an atlas when my dad told me he was going there. Places like, Tibet, Tanzania, Morocco, Egypt, Katmandu, Timbuktu, Equator, Papua, etc. As well as, Europe, Russia, the Netherlands and all the places he loves going with my mother.

I heard someone the other day say that there is no-one worse than a doctor whose a photographer. But I think you’ll agree that my father is really a photographer who’s a doctor. Recently, on a trip to Tanzania, some of those doctoring skills came in handy when he helped several native people who needed medical attention, and if I know him, after he fixed them up, he probably snapped their picture.