One of those days when I don’t go to work, get in my beater Honda with a camera or two, and drive randomly in some direction. I used to do it a lot in undergrad. My university was pretty close to a lot of state parks. Skipped a lot of classes I had no business skipping, just to drive along swamps and under massive oaks and everywhere in between. Cameras which were worth as much as my car. I sold them all eventually. Decided not to pursue a career out of pressing shutter buttons. Too expensive for me to have as just a hobby. Most of these pictures go straight on an external hard drive, only to be looked at my be, some years later, trying hard to remember where I took it. Gave a few pictures away as gifts. People love a gifted picture. They’ll rarely, if ever, buy one, though.
Ah, the American wilderness. I find roadtrips fill me with bizarre wanderlust.
How do you do it J.L.? How do you make a seemingly mundane thing like taking pictures beautiful?
Another great read
i dont know, sir.