Taking pictures every single day has had the wondrous effect of increasing my sense of curiosity. Rather than wander about aimlessly, searching for something to photograph, I’ve taken to long walks where I think more and shoot less, often making photos of what I might normally overlook.
I confined myself to a 3 block stretch of downtown and an hour’s time. And it just happened that something very ordinary seemed beautiful to me. I'd like the stained arches under the train station, the beauty school poster against dusty Venetian blinds, that sign directing hippies to the side door, and the front porch chair and glider inviting with comfort and style – to be eternal. And it is precisely because they are not, that I pressed the shutter.