Even before I became a photographer, I would stare endlessly at beautiful images… mesmerized by the magic that is a well composed and thoughtful photograph. This habit became almost an obsession when I started my journey as an amateur photographer, and one of the names I happened upon during my visual journey was RODNEY SMITH. Mr. Smith, as he is known, seemed to take everything I was feeling in my soul and put it on a film negative. I was at once in love and in pain… haunted by the beauty captured by him.
ALL IMAGES BY RODNEY SMITH
Pinch me I’m dreaming… but this week I get to spend four days in New York learning from a living legend and my photographic idol, Rodney Smith. I’m hoping to come away, sprinkled with just a bit of photographic fairy dust… even if it is just silver halide from the film inside his Hasselblad.