I moved from Boston to Manhattan in 1980. I felt I needed to be there to make it in the art world. I had few connections in New York, and very little money, but I was extremely lucky on my second day there to find an inexpensive loft with a darkroom. I had answered an ad from Nancy, a painter, who wanted to share her loft with another artist. She had a cat. I looked at the cat and thought: that cat is my next photo project. On my last year in Boston I had done a photo project on...
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