About the Book
Urban graffiti, torn posters, backlit windows, walls, marks I make, anything with color and or texture become layers to add to my images of human faces and forms photographed on the street. The grittiness of the texture, the composition, color and emotion all come together as a visual performance frozen in time.
I was born in Boston, Massachusetts and relocated to Sarasota, Florida as an infant. My father was the late Frank Rampolla, the figurative expressionist artist popular in the 1960’s, who was known for his large oil paintings that dealt with the nature of the human condition. My father passed away when I was eleven years old so I was raised by my mother who never remarried. My mother instilled in me an appreciation for creating art and music and a compassion for humanity which influences me a great deal. By the time I was in college, I was making portraits of strangers on the streets of Ybor City, Florida. Ybor City is a culturally diverse area that artists flocked to at the time so it was a wonderful environment to hone my skills. While on a music scholarship as a guitarist, I completed directed studies of art composition and sculpture with Jerry Meatyard, brother of the fine art photographer, Eugene Meatyard.