Major at Williams: History
I was pressed into taking photos at an early age. My father – a professor of architectural history – had polio when he was four, and thereafter always walked with canes. Consequently, by about age eight I had become his official, mobile photographer – scrambling around to the locations he couldn’t get to, taking pictures of the buildings he wanted to show in class. These days, in “the real world,” I advise large corporations on what IT systems to buy. However, I’ve never stopped taking pictures. At this point, I’m inclined to concentrate on two subjects. First, I continue to take pictures of buildings – whatever their age and design. And second, I take pictures of people being people – which often turns into taking photographs of people taking photographs.