I was born in Brooklyn way before it was cool & studied photography at Yale in the early 70’s with Walker Evans. That’s how I got started. I was obsessed with Brassai & was in Paris the day he died, Thursday, June 12, 1984. He was 85. The headline on Liberation said, ‘LA NUIT EST TOMBEE SUR BRASSAI’. I still have that newspaper. Since the 80’s I have lived in NYC, London, Paris, Antwerp and now Atlanta, where I am the Chair of Photography at SCAD. My photographs are classical in composition. I still use film & work in both medium and large formats. But my subjects are not classical: artists, transgender portraits, sex clubs in Paris. I write & publish poems since my Jackie 60 night club days & for me, poems & photographs share this: a sense of discovery & loss; absence & presence. Jack Gilbert has written,’the heart has the ability to experience so much and we don’t have much time’.