In the first 18 years of my life I probably spent no more than a three or four weeks, on family vacations, anywhere near salt water yet, for some reason, I always drew pictures of fishing boats, lighthouses and stormy seascapes and read every sea story in the school library. In 1980 I moved from western New York State to Rhode Island to be near salt water and, coincidentally, to finish my long interrupted college education at RISD. After graduating from there I worked as a free-lance photographer for over 25 years. Photography, though a great documentary medium, doesn't interest me as an expressive medium.