Tom Dinning
pro member
Any day someone might ask who am I. I’m never sure.
I haven’t taken more than a dozen photos over the past 3 years, the cameras gather fungus and dust, the iPhone is my only accompaniment.
In a quiet moment I gather some courage and wander through the archives of photos, writings, drawings and diary entries.
On a few rare moments I will wander through the corridors of OPF.
My thoughts here are to share and reshare some images that have had considerable influence on me.
Some have never seen the light of day.
Each has a story to tell. Each of you will decide what that story is.
That’s the beauty of photography. Not the brief moment of pleasure, but the lasting impression it has on some, especially the photographer.
I haven’t taken more than a dozen photos over the past 3 years, the cameras gather fungus and dust, the iPhone is my only accompaniment.
In a quiet moment I gather some courage and wander through the archives of photos, writings, drawings and diary entries.
On a few rare moments I will wander through the corridors of OPF.
My thoughts here are to share and reshare some images that have had considerable influence on me.
Some have never seen the light of day.
Each has a story to tell. Each of you will decide what that story is.
That’s the beauty of photography. Not the brief moment of pleasure, but the lasting impression it has on some, especially the photographer.
