Hello, and thanks for visiting! I'm Steve, photographer for Downriver Photography.
If you have any questions or comments feel free to contact me at contact@downriverphotography.com.
Please be patient as the website is updated with new features and more galleries. A more robust portfolio is also coming as I sort through years and thousands of photographs.
I am available for portraits, sporting events, community events, parties, editorial, assignment, or contract work.
If you have any questions or comments feel free to contact me at contact@downriverphotography.com.
Please be patient as the website is updated with new features and more galleries. A more robust portfolio is also coming as I sort through years and thousands of photographs.
I am available for portraits, sporting events, community events, parties, editorial, assignment, or contract work.
Now for a little personal history.
I was born and raised in Southwest Detroit in the 1970s, and even though we're nearly the same age, I've never met Eminem or seen him on 8 Mile. My family moved from Detroit when I was nearly 16, abandoning my melting pot of friends who had become like family. As an adult, I've remained close to Detroit and live just 'Downriver'.
My Uncle was a strong influence on my interest in photography. From an early age I remember the incredibly technical looking cameras and lenses kept in my Grandmother's credenza - always off-limits to us. He would photograph everything from pigeons and telephone poles, to his own feet standing in different places, to family events and holidays, in color, B&W, and slide. I quickly became intrigued by the capture of time, mood, and emotion; memories that you could touch, that couldn't be forgotten.
This is a photo of me from around 1975 taken by my Uncle.
I was born and raised in Southwest Detroit in the 1970s, and even though we're nearly the same age, I've never met Eminem or seen him on 8 Mile. My family moved from Detroit when I was nearly 16, abandoning my melting pot of friends who had become like family. As an adult, I've remained close to Detroit and live just 'Downriver'.
My Uncle was a strong influence on my interest in photography. From an early age I remember the incredibly technical looking cameras and lenses kept in my Grandmother's credenza - always off-limits to us. He would photograph everything from pigeons and telephone poles, to his own feet standing in different places, to family events and holidays, in color, B&W, and slide. I quickly became intrigued by the capture of time, mood, and emotion; memories that you could touch, that couldn't be forgotten.
This is a photo of me from around 1975 taken by my Uncle.
My interest grew as I did and in my youth I began tinkering with point and shoot and 110 Film Format cameras until the day I bought my first Minolta 35mm SLR.
My first 'assignment' came from friends at work who asked me to photograph them at a local karate tournament simply because I had the equipment. Even though they no-showed, I got some great shots and became familiar with the local martial arts circuits. This began my continuing pursuit in the challenging field of event photography.
In the early 1990s, I met a beautiful, talented girl I would someday make my wife. After a short 5 year relationship, that day would finally come in May 1999. We have been together 15 years, happily married for 10, and have 2 boys.
The above photo from our wedding reception was also taken by my Uncle.
My first 'assignment' came from friends at work who asked me to photograph them at a local karate tournament simply because I had the equipment. Even though they no-showed, I got some great shots and became familiar with the local martial arts circuits. This began my continuing pursuit in the challenging field of event photography.
In the early 1990s, I met a beautiful, talented girl I would someday make my wife. After a short 5 year relationship, that day would finally come in May 1999. We have been together 15 years, happily married for 10, and have 2 boys.
The above photo from our wedding reception was also taken by my Uncle.
My 17-year-old step-son, Daniel.
My 10-year-old son, Zac.
I hope to have the opportunity to share in your memories and to provide you with the quality and attention your needs require.
-Steve
-Steve
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