Most people are prisoners, thinking only about the future or living in the past. They are not in the present, and the present is where everything begins.
When words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence.
The past is a curious thing. It’s with you all the time. I suppose an hour never passes without your thinking of things that happened ten or twenty years ago, and yet most of the time it’s got no reality, it’s just a set of facts that you’ve learned, like a lot of stuff in a history book. Then some chance sight or sound or smell, especially smell, sets you going, and the past doesn’t merely come back to you, you’re actually in the past.
I’m not a braggy person (though that may sound like a brag), but I can’t help sharing some very exciting news with my internet family: a small selection of my street photography has been published in NOWToronto!
You can find it here: http://nowtoronto.com/news/story.cfm?content=198473