The Proud Artist

 
During high school I began taking photographs. First I had a funky part plastic Brownie and then graduated to a hand-me-down Voigtlander gifted to me from my father. Here I snapped a shot of Dick showing off one of his latest works on the driveway in front of our garage in 1974. It is obvious with the sun bleached exposer I was still quite the novice. Dick took pictures of his art work and probably kept a record in his files. They may have gotten way-laid in the shuffle and distribution after he passed. My search continues!