I remember well the first day of the workshop, Anne’s first pieces, and her words, the desire to illustrate them, lyrically spoken from her place at the end of the semi-circle, ambitious writing journal in her lap. I recall Chris’ pieces that reflected transcendent experiences and his gift for capturing the soul of a person. I think of Arnie and Virginia’s gardens and the beauty that enfolds there daily and their love for each other. The people in that room contributed significantly to my growth as a photographer and my idea of who I am in this, my photographic life.
Your gentle coaching and encouragement taught me how to leap from judgment to critique and permitted me to sit in rooms of masters, opening myself to the lessons they have to share.