Clay Brown. It's my name and it's also a color. I suppose I was destined to go into the visual industry. There are few things I enjoy more than scoping my city through a lens at night. My love affair with the camera started when I was young and carried my neon point-and-shoot in its matching neon fanny pack. I fear my future children will never know what it feels like to wind a camera’s film to the next shot. Or know the vinegary smell of stop bath in a darkroom.