My First Job Was In A Nursing

Photography Is All About Secrets... The Secrets We All Have And Will Never Tell.

Norah Looked At Her Son’s Tiny Face, Surprised, As Always, By His Name. He Had Not Grown Into It Yet, He Still Wore It Like A Wrist Band, Something That Might Easily Slip Off And Disappear. She Had Read About People – Where? She Could Not Remember This Either – Who Refused To Name Their Children For Several Weeks, Feeling Them To Be Not Yet Of The Earth, Suspended Still Between Two Worlds.

No One Could Suspect The Intricate Mysteries Of Her Heart.

Short On Money, Long On Hope

A Fear Paul Had Transformed All These Years, Like A Gifted Alchemist, Into Anger And Rebellion.