Welcome to a place to celebrate the photography work of Richard (Dick) Johnson. You are family members, friends, clients, fellow photographers, and perhaps others.
My husband loved photography and being a photographer. He lived it, breathed it, grew with it. It was his joy, his passion, his identity. Besides being a good Dad to his daughter Ruby Claire, becoming the best photographer he could be was all I believe he really wanted to be in his life, and how he now wants to be remembered.
Generosity being one of his salient qualities, he enjoyed sharing himself, and photography was one way he did it. He wanted people to know him, appreciate him, have fun with him. He was quick-witted, loved to laugh and to get others to laugh with him.
As a freelance event photographer with high standards he used his hard-won skills to deliver the best possible work; he was a consummate professional in his relationships with clients. In his personal work he strove to develop and satisfy his vision by stretching his skills. I believe he wants to share with all of you personal work you may not have seen as well as some of the
professional work of which he was particularly proud. To that end I’ve searched his files and assembled all his best and favorite personal work I could find, some extraordinary images he did for clients, as well as shots of him in his world. I know for you, as for me, he left us far too soon.
Though Richard often traveled for out of town clients, over the years I observed that he seemed to be the go-to photographer in his home town of Salt Lake City. He did work for many high-profile professional people and organizations in business and government as well as nonprofits; he covered many national conventions such as the Rocky Mountain Elk Foundation annual convention (Elk Camp) for over 20 years; and he shot sports teams and other events for schools and churches in the area, along with family groups and a few weddings thrown in. He was the talented, flexible, dependable, hard-working professional, and yet also the personable, fun guy you loved to hire and work with. He was a man of style and grace with a gentle spirit despite his sometimes rugged exterior. He was someone everyone loved to be around. His best long-time client told me, “He was also my friend.”
Those of you who are our photographer contemporaries know what it took, when you started your own photographer journey, to create images that communicated what you wanted to say. You shot lots of film to develop your creative eye. And to really learn our craft we set up home darkrooms, didn’t we? Richard did this and became a flawless darkroom technician. Years before we met in 1997, when already a long-time working professional but still challenging himself, he refined his skills in a class taught by an assistant of Ansel Adams. Hence the black and white landscapes and portraits here, most scanned from his hand-made prints. Black and white was his favorite personal medium. He hoped to do more of it someday.
For those of us who started with film back then, you remember the dues one had to pay to become a pro. As an amateur you developed your eye for visual opportunities, refined your skills, and then started a business by getting and keeping clients. But things are different now, aren’t they? Though it’s wonderful to get a perfect digital image nearly every time and to see it immediately, a lot of what photography is has gone away with technology. By making it all easier, technology broadened the field of possible photographers, making it more difficult for established professionals to make a living, as competition flattened or decreased fees. Freelance photography is no longer the exclusive, hard-won occupation it once was.
If you are a photographer I hope you can identify with and perhaps be inspired by Richard’s images shown here. I hope all who view this site enjoy this personal and professional tribute to him--to his dedication, his creativity, his high standards, his hard-working self. Those of us who knew him remember/miss
him on many levels-family member, friend, and neighbor, as well as photographer. His memory and his images still light up my life.
That’s why I believe he is now stardust…somewhere over the rainbow…probably in that location of somewhere that is between light and shadow, the place where all dedicated photographers dwell.
So come and have a look, and let this site be a place to join, enjoy and celebrate Richard and his soul’s gift to us, and to the art and craft of photography as well.
R i c h a r d J o h n s o n, P h o t o g r a p h e r
(1948 - 2011)
Richard’s daughter Ruby Claire
Richard’s sister Mary
Richard’s brother Ray and his wife Denise
Ruby's brother Isaac
Thank you to the following for their support to me following our mutual sudden loss, and some of these also for their input in the creation of this tribute to our guy Richard/Dick:
Other Johnson family members: Claudia and George; Craig and Alice; David and Jane; Linda; Ron and Martha; cousins Susan and Peggy.
My friends Lil, Linda, Sharon.
Long-time friends/classmates of Dick, Bountiful High School Class of 1966: Mike, Clark, Barbara, and Vickie.
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For her openness and kindness, Regan Knutson.
Special recognition for Ruby and Isaac’s dear Mom
Susan McKean Collette
(1948 - 2015)
for her great love and spirit.
For questions or comments, please contact me at: LindaImages8@gmail.com. Comments will be reviewed before posting, and answered. We would love to know what your favorite photo is, etc.
All images are copyrighted.
Thank you for sharing your time and attention. ~ Linda Huhn, Mrs. Arvid Richard Johnson.
View from Red Butte Gardens, Salt Lake City, December, 2004.
© Richard Johnson
© Richard Johnson