Life Magazine is the first reason I became a photographer. Looking at it gave me a physical urge to go forth and see things for myself. The scary thrill I got from Diane Arbus’s permission to witness is the second reason. I took a long detour into writing and editing for women’s magazines and other forms of communications, and much later circled back to the new galaxy of digital photography, where I am now finding myself. I’d love to hear from you.