Is there anything as all-consuming as work? As passionate as I am for photography, my career and the responsibilities of daily work weigh heavily on life and priorities.
The daily need to take photographs is frustratingly suppressed by the cold reality of primary life sustaining responsibilities. But passion for photography is still paramount. Even during work, I look for subjects without a camera in hand, for opportunities that are only visuals of later possibilities, perhaps to come back to, most to look on as lost forever. In some ways my eye has become too discerning, looking for a memorable photograph instead of just shooting a memory. The routine possibility for an image, seemingly mundane, is written off far too quickly, passed off as something irrelevant or uninteresting. But sometimes those seemingly innocuous scenes yield far more than what might first appear, delightfully discovered as a memory well captured.