One of the mainstays of photography has always been portraiture. Now, one might assume this would fall naturally into my own photographic purview given my attraction to story telling through images and compulsive desire to expose camouflaged complexion. Unfortunately this, more often than not, involves interaction with people. And there is the problem for me.

I have never been much of a people person. And the older I get, it seems my protective veneer of tolerance towards most people gets thinner and thinner with each passing day. I guess time and the sheer tenacity of human self-preoccupation have a natural tendency to grind it away. So it goes.

Now, while I may not be especially comfortable around people, I do feel a special connection with dogs. Dogs are all the things people (increasingly) are not. They are honest and loyal and in the moment. They take care of each other. They show and receive love without strings or conditions. They are the embodiment of agape love. They are resilient, adaptive, creative, and way smarter than most people I know. (Present company excluded. As far as you know).

This then is an issue of dog portraits.