I often tell people that as a photographer I feel
comfortable behind the camera but also comfortable facing one. The reason is
that when I am photographed I don’t have to worry about posing someone or how
to light them. I stiffly pose and usually look like a stiff with eyes open.
I treasure the snapshot that the Acapulco Chief of the
Federal Police took of me in the 80s. I posed by a tree on which hanging from a
limb was an AK-47 and my Nikon FM-2 with a huge 200 mm lens. What made the snap
more special is my Lupo the Butcher T-shirt.
But there are two illustrations of me taken by two beautiful
women. One dates back to 1966 and the other to 1978.
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| Acapulco - Photograph Felipe Ferrer Junco |
The former was an illustration by Irish/Argentine Edna Gahan. When I entered the Argentine Navy as a conscript the folks realized that
my English could be used as an asset. I
was assigned as aide and translator to American US Senior Naval Advisor Captain
USN Onofrio Salvia. I was asked if I could type. Typing was the only course I
failed in high school. I did not know then that I was a dyslexic.
So I was assigned a secretary to type all my translations.
She was Edna Gahan whom obviously saw me as someone very different from the
image that I saw of myself.
The other illustration was taken by M whom I
photographed on Wreck Beach using the then usual Kodachrome and Kodak B+W
Infrared Film.
M and others at the beach were my first shots of the undraped female and led me to perfect lighting techniques and approaches which I have used to the present.