I would be one of the worst witnesses the police could ask for observations. I am not a visual person. After six years of living with my partner, someone asked me if he had a mustache. I said, “I don’t know.” I knew he had a beard but the mustache part escaped me. (Yes, he had a mustache.)
What I see, in my heart’s eye, is important to me. As a result, I often have a camera with me. Many years ago, a few of my photos were published in newspapers in Sydney (Australia) and the urge to take pictures has never left me. Digital cameras have revised photo shoots so remarkably that I no longer limit camera-toting to special occasions.
You may have seen some of my photo’s in my first book, Finding The Tiger, A Coming of Age. My second book will be published, given the vagaries of publishers, “soon”, and will be 99% photographs. These are not your picture perfect photo-shopped photographs. You will see what I see, in an every day environment, and appreciate with the heart’s eye.
In the meantime, I am armed, with a camera, and ready to shoot.