“My parents, grandmother and brother were teachers. My mother taught Latin and French and was the school librarian. My father taught geography and a popular class called Family Living, the precursor to Sociology, which he eventually taught. My grandmother was a beloved one-room school teacher at Knob School, near Sonora in Larue County, Ky.” SchoolMotherFatherParentRoomsClassTeacherTaughtBrotherBelovedGrandmotherLatinMy GrandmotherSociologyLibrarianGeographyCountySchool TeachersKnobsPrecursorGeography Teachers Author:Sam Abell
“My Dad took a workshop from a photographer who worked at the Toledo Blade, a newspaper I delivered. I knew this photographer's work. My Dad took a night class from him at the University of Toledo. Without that class, I wouldn't have become a photographer, because my Dad came home and taught me what he learned in class.” HomeNightClassTaughtDadPhotographerUniversityMy DadNewspapersBladesWorkshopsToledo Author:Sam Abell
“The class that I teach is called "The Life of a Photograph." It takes up the question, of the billion photographs that were taken today, how many will have a life, and why? So the new reality has made the question more pertinent, not less pertinent.” MadeRealityTodayClassTeachTakenPhotographBillionsPertinent Author:Sam Abell
“That's who comes to my workshops. I jokingly tell my students that the class could be called "Your photographs: Better."” ClassStudentsPhotographWorkshops Author:Sam Abell
“In my first class at the University of Kentucky, my American Literature professor came in, and the first sentence out of his mouth was "The central theme of American Literature is an attempt to reconcile what we've done to the New World." wrote that down in my notebook, and thought, "What is he talking about?" But that's what I think about now. The New World and what we've done to it.” ThinkingWorldFirstsDoneLiteratureTalkingClassMouthsUniversitySentencesThemeProfessorsNew WorldNotebookReconcileFirst ClassKentuckyAmerican Literature Author:Sam Abell
