Free Gallery by: Roger A. Webb


member since August 11, 2006

-Roger A. Webb

 Moored


Moored
Discuss
Trinidad Carnival


Trinidad Carnival
Discuss
Swimmers


Swimmers
Discuss
Colorado Country


Colorado Country
Discuss
 
 
 Airmail


Airmail
Discuss
mega sunset


mega sunset
Discuss
Linda


Linda
Discuss
Children of weath...

Children of weath...
Discuss
 
 
 cerocahui_8_of_26...

cerocahui_8_of_26...
Discuss
America

America
Discuss
Colorado Color

Colorado Color
Discuss
Where we stand......

Where we stand......
Discuss
 
 
 

Discuss
Me....

Me....
Discuss
Zion

Zion
Discuss
cerocahui_11_of_2...

cerocahui_11_of_2...
Discuss
 
 
 

Discuss
more

more
Discuss
Kidde Carnival

Kidde Carnival
Discuss
Aging

Aging
Discuss
 
 
 Anticipation

Anticipation
Discuss

Bio

The smell of the chemicals are still with me. My father would close up the bathroom till it was so dark I could not see my hand. I could hear our breathing, feel the warmth of his body radiating out, making me feel safe in the velvet blackness. And when the magic of what I photographed started to show itself excitement mixed with the exlxar of anticitpation would weave its magic through my whole being.

Today the magic is till there, and the darkroom is where I now sit, type, type, typing.

Contact Roger A. Webb




Copyright

Copyright for these photos belongs to Roger A. Webb

Images may not be copied, downloaded, or used in any way without the expressed, written permission of the photographer.