When I moved back to NYC, I got a job with Ken Regan as an assistant. For the next 3 or so years I was put through my paces. 48 and 72 hour days, traveling across the country, waking up at weird hours, learning how to sleep at a moments notice just to be able to wake up and be on point.
Ken taught me alot about being prepared and how to think on your feet.
For there is only that 1/60 of a second when the magic happens, and if you’re not ready you miss it.
For everything you taught me, Ken, Thank you.
A rare time when Ken was without his camera. 1986 Carmel Ca.
