When photography was less of a “job,” and spring rolled in, the change in weather would always get me roaming the streets of my hometown with camera in hand taking pictures of whatever caught my eye. I would spend countless hours walking around in the day or night photographing life in the streets of my hometown. I was more care free and spontaneous when it came to taking pictures back then; the result of youth and inexperience. I take a much more planned out approach now with photography, building a team around me, seeking their thoughts and opinions, getting them to add their own skill set, and ultimately contributing to the final piece. There is a certain level gratification in that as well.
The politics and pressures of the job were lost on me back then, and I was simply taking pictures because it was what I liked to do, just because. My love for photography hasn’t gone astray, but there are pressures and politics associated with it now that can certainly change your approach to certain things about it.
Spring time is one of those rediscovery moments, and makes me nostalgic of spring time of the past.
above photo circa 2003 on one of my first trips to nyc before fully moving here in 2004.