Geoffrey Biddle, my dad, is a great photographer. I grew up looking at art and photographs, in the darkroom printing with dad, and dodging welding sparks in mom’s studio. The transformation of life that happens through the lens is completely magic. On days when I got bored at home (only the boring get bored) I would flip through photography books: Arbus, Frank, Goldin, Cartier-Bresson, though my Dad emailed me recently that my favorite photographer was “Anonymous”. In 2016 we worked with Glenn Horowitz to sell the archive of Geoffrey’s first book, Alphabet City to the New York Public Library (thank you, Foster! <3) and we’ve been strategizing together about his work ever since.