The enjoyment I get from photography can essentially be split into two parts.
About 75% is the experience of exploring somewhere out in the countryside with a camera. 783 more words
The other day I went down to my local beach to shoot. I walked around in the howling wind and didn’t hit the shutter once. I saw things I wanted to shoot: a man sitting in a beach chair with a dapper hat and a big smile on his face, looking like he was the happiest guy in the world at that moment; an old man with prison-style tattoos all over his face and arms, somewhat frail and hanging onto the arm of his companion but undoubtedly full of stories from the past. 1,283 more words