An elderly man with gray hair smiling while wearing a white safety helmet and outdoor gear, inside a rustic building with a mannequin and a mirror in the background.

John Harry Rogers

Photography has been my language since 1952, when the glow of a safelight and the smell of developer first revealed the power of an image coming to life in a darkroom tray. Film taught me to slow down, to observe, and to honor the moments that unfold quietly but meaningfully in front of the lens.

My work has taken me into magazines, annual reports, and landscapes shaped by both nature and human hands. Among these subjects, golf courses became a recurring source of inspiration—places where design, light, and terrain meet in subtle balance. I aim to reveal their distinct character, their calm, and the way they hold silence. Many of my golf images are now hanging in golf course clubhouses in Massachusetts

Even after decades behind the camera, I remain committed to the craft’s fundamentals: patience, precision, and the pursuit of honest visual storytelling. Now living in Pinehills with my wife, Beth, I continue to explore the world through the same curiosity that first led me into the darkroom. Photography, for me, is not only a profession but an enduring way of seeing.