This first storybook is of a time long past, a roadtrip diary made with a Rolleiflex and a lot of hope. Ike was President. Mexico was just a generation out of its revolution. It was a good time, but about to get a lot stupider. To see this in sequence, start at the bottom of the first archive.
My room was through this doorway to a separate structure off to the left. My friends could come and visit me and play basketball in the courtyard with Marco Antionio Peña, the Señora's son, a medical student. When I was able to move around, he took me to visit his medical school, part of the University of Guadalajara.
posted by Roger Hagan at 12:52 PM
Did photography from 1948 on. But after working as a magazine writer and editor for a while, and working in broadcasting, I made documentaries and industrial films, using my photographic knowledge with motion picture cameras. In retirement I am back to the still cameras and happily, because those images I can put on a wall or in a book, and sell the occasional print. Had two print exhibitions, one in Mexico and one in Seattle, using black-and-white images from the 1950s. Is photography art? You tell me. It sure is satisfying. My photography is easy to view at Issuu.com/rogerhagan in books I call "Q.V." and other books are at Lulu.com/rogerhagan. The home site is rogerhagan.zenfolio.com
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