You think of Chicago and you think architecture. You think bone chilling cold winters. Television buffs think of George Clooney and ER. You think industrial revolution. You think The Jungle and Sister Carrie. You think the mob and Al Capone. But, I certainly never thought gardens. Chicago has gardens at every other turn. You go two blocks and there’s a garden or a park. Not whimpy gardens but really fully maintained beautiful ones. With flowers bulging at the seams.
I am lover of words. The stories one finds in books consume me. The stories circling through my head, dying to be put onto paper consume me too. I like to think I see the world in a unique way. I see the details of what makes the bigger pictures: the screw on the fence post, the single post in an open empty field. Photography allows me to capture those moments and details. With my camera in one hand and my pen in the other, I strive to make poetry; to show people my unique view of the world.