Through traveling, I realize that even the most ordinary and touristic destinations are surrounded by weirdness and imperfection. All I have to do is turn my camera in a slightly different direction, or walk one street over.
This is neither a profound nor new observation, but it is my motivation.
Many of my favorite photos come from being at right place at the right time. So are are they less about skill and more a result of luck?
I don’t know.
But if it is luck, it’s the same luck guiding through the rest of life too.
