Short of my family, photography is my life. And since these two things mix freely, there isn’t much of a distinction.
James Joyce once said, surrounding its controversy, that if Ulysses isn’t worth reading, than life isn’t worth living. Can I say the same about my book In a Place Where Pigs Fly? It is, after all, a record of some essential parts of my life. And unfortunately, I’m having a hard time getting this work published……..