My story. 

The old story I could tell about myself is the ‘school of hard knocks’ version. Grew up in a rowhouse in a working class Baltimore neighborhood…only child of a single mom determined to put a roof over our heads as one of those rare female photographers making a living in the 1970s...scholarship kid privileged with a prep school and university education determined to find ‘success’ and a stable purchase on the thing called ‘her life.’...

 
 
 
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