Dugdale's commercial career, in which clients such as Ralph Lauren and Martha Stewart sought his services as a tabletop artist, would soon come to a premature end. "After I lost my sight, I couldn't go back to the $35,000-a-week shoe catalog stuff," he says. "You can't trip over the tripod and ask other people to focus for you." Yet to hear him talk, some 15 years later, you would think Dugdale's tragedy -- seemingly the worst thing that could happen to a photographer -- was a great gift. It sent him headlong into a world of self expression, one that was at best peripheral before he lost his sight. ("My inner voice was saying, you didn't do what you meant to do," he remembers.) After he learned to walk again and new antiviral drugs tamed his bouts of HIV-related illness, Dugdale went on to make still life and portrait photographs that have an aching, delicate beauty. His prints now command much respect, and prices to match, in fine-art precincts.