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One-Line Bio

Born on earth; liked it; stayed.


In the "About" photo, I'm taking my first picture. It's of my mom, who is the person who took the photo of me and my dad. In this photo, I'm three years old.

The camera, whose shutter I'm being allowed to trip, is a Leica. Dad put it on layaway in the PX near where we lived in London. He bought a Leitz enlarger the same way. The enlarger is still in the family, along with much of his darkroom equipment, and I still have the camera. It still works. As do the lenses. And the self-timer. The flash is inoperative, mostly because there are no bulbs for it.

I've progressed through many cameras: rangefinders, twin-lens-reflexes, single-lens-reflexed, instant-cameras, an early digital, a more recent digital, and now an SLR-digital. About the only kind of camera I haven't _really_ used is a simple point&shoot, although I got only one or two tries with Dad's 4x5 Speed Graphic. I did run a roll of film through a box camera that belonged to my grandfather, but after the twins dipped it in a puddle, it didn't work very well despite its simple construction.


In addition to being a photographer (technically a pro, since I've been paid for some of my pictures), I also write. I've written:
-- magazine articles (some with accompanying photos)
-- two stories for a Sunday school paper (Sunday school papers are one market for beginning writers of childrens articles, but that wasn't my forte)
-- a short-lived newspaper column on children's books (we moved just as the editor offered me a paying position)
-- a monthly 'booklet' for the kids at my children's school
-- a homeschooling newsletter
-- a website
-- multiple letters-to-the-editor
-- hundreds, if not thousands, of emails
-- letters
-- shopping lists
-- instructions to the family
-- notes to the postman and postlady
-- and now I'm blogging

The Second Novel and I have regular wrestling matches (the First Novel will be seen by no one).

I like to cook, bake, and eat what I've cooked and baked. I like putting plants into the ground and seeing what happens. Sometimes they don't die. I like sewing pieces of cloth together and then putting them on and seeing if they make the children laugh. I like taking pieces of colored thread and stitching them onto the pieces of cloth I sometimes sew together to see if the design looks pleasant. Sometimes it does, and others . . . I read a lot. I need more bookshelves, and will probably need an addition to the house for a library. I liked raising kids, but didn't like cultural tugs-of-war over them, so I finally turned to homeschooling, which I thought was a great adventure.

My favorite place to live is either Munich, Bermuda or London, and I wouldn't turn up my nose at Paris but then I'd have to really learn French. I wish someone would pay me to critique living in Garmisch, Germany. The northern Pacific coast of America is nice, too, or it was when we lived there. I don't live in, or near, any of those places any more, but I do live near my grandchildren and my mother, so the tradeoff is equitable.

I don't like talking on the telephone, so don't bother calling. And if we meet, please don't hug me.