Just who do you think you are? -

Well I think that I am becoming Marc A. Price the photographer. Although, I have found that the art of becoming is a difficult process. I was once Marc Price (the “A.” was silent in those days) the musician. Then I became Marc Price the student. Then I became Marc A. Price the graduate. I was also Marc A. Price the writer for a while.

What does that mean in English? –

Really you have no soul! It means that I left school in 1984 with no qualifications or ambition. After a lifetime managing various HMV stores around the United Kingdom and the Isle of Man (shudder) I quit my job and went back to school at the Peterborough Regional College. After which I spent four years doing a degree in American Studies at the University of Sussex in Brighton, I spent a year of this study at the University of Texas, Austin… (yee haw). I graduated with honours July 2002. Graduated from the University of Sussex again, this time with a Master’s Degree in Contemporary History in 2004. I am now vindicated. According to the pieces of paper in my possession I am currently officially clever. A bit like Scarecrow in the Wizard of Oz (the book not the film).

Are you nearly done yet? –

Almost. During the day I work in Amsterdam for a science publisher in a Dark Tower where I initially (amongst other things) aided a certain medical journal in its quest to become one with the Internet. Then I worked as an Application Manager on an Oracle based piece of software. I am now a Project Manager for the same company overseeing the build of all manner of clever stuff. By night I don a cape and fight crime… Well not really; I used to spend a little time writing music reviews, I now mostly take pictures. I live in Haarlem because it’s pretty. I have an unhealthy interest in cover versions.