I studied photography for two years in France with professional photographer, John Valentine, who taught me how to see, and about the process of old black and white printing.  Mr. Valentine’s philosophy mirrored that of Cartier-Bresson, that the art is in the shot you take, and should not be tampered with later.  In those early days, coaxing the best out of the silver was the goal of picture-taking.

 I worked in black and white portraiture in the beginning.

In San Francisco, I studied and practiced photography as a member of the Harvey Milk Photography Center on Duboce Park.

In 2008, in my novel, Three Minutes on Love, the story of a photographer in rock and roll Los Angeles, I wrote about my love for the medium:

“I would pass around the corner of the student darkroom into the blackness.  Like an oasis, that first, sweet sharp breath of the chemicals signaled that I was home safe.  I would work…slipping filters and wheeling lenses like little moons of glass over my images that lay at first invisible on stark fibre paper.”

“I could see only black until the darkened red glow of the safe light took over.  I love those places….everything else is extinguished when I am in such a room….I chased light my whole life, orphaned myself beside it.  I pursued such a small thing, but that was it for me.”

I have studied the art of Georgia O’Keeffe for many years, and my photography has been  greatly influenced by the artist.

Through my work with my company, Private Sojourner, I have continued to pursue photography of natural and other vistas.  My desert and other landscapes have been included in several gallery exhibits.

My ‘Human Built’ series is currently being collected into a book.

If you are interested in a print from the photographs in the galleries, please contact Roccie Hill