Emilio Pasquale does not exist. He is a figment of an overactive imagination, a young man trapped in an old man’s body! A product of the sixties, he survived the Summer Of Love in San Francisco and the business world of New York City before divorce and ill parents led him to Las Vegas, where he now resides and contemplates retirement.
He is happily remarried to Melinda, commonly called Lynn (or babe, or dear, or milady- which she prefers). They have a large extended family with 10 children- all thankfully grown, though two still reside with them. Educated in the arts, he has only recently returned to his first love- photography. He shoots mostly landscapes in and around the southwest United States with occasional forays to parts further east and west.
The name Emilio Pasquale is derived from his grandfather Emilio, and his uncle Pasquale. They, and his grandmother Maria, landed at Ellis Island around 1917. His father was born in Brooklyn, as was the rest of the clan.
The family originated in Fontanarosa, a small town about 1 hour east of Naples, Italy. They settled in New York state. More specifically Brooklyn. As the children grew, married, and had children of their own, they settled in different parts of the country. Though he was born in Brooklyn, Emilio grew up in Southern California and now resides in the southwest. He first picked up a camera to document his passion for the land and the effects of the weather, the way the sun can bleach the color from the earth, when he was only 17.
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