India bound

This morning, I got to visit with some old friends. The friends were images I had created in high school and are some of the first “good” pictures I made in my life. Printing them off for another old friend this morning reminded me of why I love photography — for the simple pure thought that this is my calling.

Now, years down the road from those first few frames, I’m on the road once again to India. I hope years from now I can look back on the images I produce over the next few weeks a friends…