The gentle drift and lackadaisical shuffle of the seasons is surprisingly irresistible. Day by day, minute by minute, second by second, the year just moseys along. Sometimes shifting a little more abruptly every
In talking with a lot of newer photographers over the years, the question of style has come up over and over. What is their style? How will they recognize it? How will they
The smell is the first thing that gets to you. I still remember walking towards this place two months ago. The smell got me then, too. There's something unique about the smell of
Anxiety of passing time is how I knew. I missed the shift from red to black to blue. The last time I talked about plane travel, I marveled that "Out of an airplane