Capturing the canyons
Stan Ford was so captivated by images of Arizona’s Antelope Canyon that he simply had to photograph it for himself
The first photograph I recall taking was the day I met President Kennedy. That was four months before he was assassinated. I was nine, and it was the first time I’d used my Argus 126 camera, which my father had just given me. My serious interest in photography began as a hobby in high school when a friend shared some photos he had taken at a Jimi Hendrix concert. I was hooked. I worked all summer to earn $34 to buy a Yashica 635.
Since that time I have enjoyed taking photos, but it was not until I retired four years ago that I had the time to pursue it more. A friend made me aware of a photography workshop at the Ansel Adams Gallery. It involved full-moon photography and light painting. I had just purchased my first digital camera (a Nikon D700) and was thrilled to see what it could do at night.
Whenever possible, I would use my new camera. However,