Back in 1971 while in art school, I was the new photographer for the school’s newspaper and I took this shot of a waiter at the Original Oyster House. As some of you may know, I grew up going to the Oyster House with my pop…it was a “regular” stop for lunch when we had to run into town for kitchen cabinets or other specialty items we used in the remodeling business my father owned. And this particular waiter had been there since I was around 8 or 9. I think he was Italian, because my father usually said something to him in Italian when he waited on us. When I got to art school he was still waiting tables at the Oyster House.
Another shot from the Original Oyster House at the lunchtime rush…usually when I was in there while going to art school, which was only a few blocks away.
Over the years, I have used photography as an adjunct to my illustration word and and my comics work. I’ve certainly used it for my portraoture and caricature work.