Going out to take pictures wards off depression for me. It makes me feel like I’m contributing to the world. But like everyone else, I’m busy with work and other responsibilities, and sometimes I’m just lazy. So I haven’t been getting out there and it’s showing up in negative ways in my psyche.
For the last few weeks, I’ve getting up early on Sundays and going out on photographic adventures — Olvera Street, freeway overpasses, Venice, San Pedro, the downtown flower mart, anywhere really that I think I can find something interesting to shoot. I’ve always been a morning person — I had a paper route when I was 11 or 12 and delivered newspapers in Reno before school. I loved seeing the morning people, the bread delivery guy, milkman, etc… There’s an entire early morning world out there. It’s secret and special.