Everything happening now is in response to this.
At age 24 in 1985, after my brother was killed and I could not go to Johns Hopkins medical school, I instead immediately shifted into art classes. I began in Graphics, with Photography as an elective: that lasted just one semester. In Photo 101 transposed negatives of myself between two angel statues at Greenmount Cemetary in Baltimore, Maryland. Unfortunately, that composite combined-negative LIGHT PAINTING FROM SILVER is lost, like so many other non-tangibles. 2 Corinthians 4:17-18