Eric believes that it is not enough to take pretty pictures, but just as, if not more important, for the pictures to have meaning.

He seeks out mundane and the extraordinarily boring as subjects, and tries to squeeze (with surprising success) meaning out of them as how you might try to squeeze orange juice from a rock.

He is not an artist, and vehemently refuses to be classified as one. He is a caveman with a camera, furiously snapping away in vain hope of documenting everything he sees (or sees in a new light) for the first time outside his cave.

He like cats, but hopes to have dogs someday. Oh, and he doesn’t eat his vegetables.