Stories

Published May 2, 2008

Friends sharing stories after a day at work.

As a child, my father often told me stories – my childhood favorites of which my attention to the storytelling bordered on hypnosis. Images formulate in my head, assembling themselves as if paint on a blank canvas, painting a picture so vivid my imagination itself couldn’t distance itself from reality.

I love hearing stories – a way for me to understand people and make sense of my own life. I want feel the world today – but as if I’m my own stranger, I go through days in the shoes of someone else, unsure what road I’m walking. I live off my emotions, straight out reactions that aren’t always logical… sometimes it makes me feel and sometimes its tough – but I’m hoping this latest struggle will be part of the best story I’ll ever tell.

Info: Sony A100, 50mm, f/1.7, ISO800, 1/20