What is food, what is love?
I’ve got a growing library of images spread across hard drives and sometimes I get prints, or text pictures, or assemble into little books, but I also get the question:
when are we going to see all these photos?
The answer is I don’t know. I keep a camera around at handy times to grab little moments, and it’s not important to me to dump them on people right away. The paradox with me, maybe, is that I shoot and film a lot when I’m with people, but I try not to make a big deal, and try to do it and be done. I’ve thought about just not doing it, but I guess something just keeps me going.
Something like these little moments that might not seem like a big moment now, or this year, or in a couple years. But someday I bet it will.
But I still love it right now.

