Its almost how a certain smell can bring back memories from way early as a kid.
Its that intensity that I’m eager to discover.
For me photography is becoming a bit like collecting watches.
With watches you look at technical complexity and ingenuity but when the design or brand doesn’t touch your heart, then walk past it.
In high school in Europe we had a mandatory arts program and you could chose between calligraphy (I’m useless with pencils), wood art craft (didn’t like it then don’t like it now) or photography.
At least at photography I was neutral plus as big plus it was the only class with girls It to
Anyway, it was back then when film was bloody expensive and we had to learn how to develop and print our bw pictures in the lab at school.
In college no more photography time. Ha basically had zero time until now the last 6 months.
And I enjoy it immensely. Even if I go for a drive early morning at 5 to drive to a location in the desert with loads of camels etc, and arrive there with zero camels dirty dusty wind and waisted half a day.
Then that still feels good going out there.
Thanks