Monday, November 03, 2008

Passions revisited...

I used to be a photographer. Now I just take the occasional photograph. I used to carry a camera everywhere, not so much any more. I used to have confidence in my abilities to capture moods, moments and atmosphere, to become a great photojournalist. Art school killed all that. It was a horrible experience that ended early, with half of the qualification I had been aiming for, threats of a lawsuit (me, against them) and a shit load of debt that really doesn't feel worth it. Fun times.

Slowly, ever so slowly, I'm starting to feel like one day I might call myself a photographer again. The first step is sharing some photos, brushing off the dust, reminding myself where my passions lay...




1. Queen Anne's lace, 2. Blue and yellow, 3. Moroccan children, 4. Me, 5. Coney Island boardwalk, 6. peonies 2, 7. wings in Essaouira, part 2, 8. moroccan hands, 9. Boy with camera, 10. moroccan horse, 11. astroland park, 12. Boat