London, Through My Lens
I was working full time as a wire reporter while I was in London and chafed at the long hours I had to spend in an office while life moved at a dizzying pace on the streets below. Trying to find a balance, I would always keep my camera and a fast 50mm lens on me - on the way to and from work, heading to meetings and interviews, and during late-night walks, I would prowl the streets looking for interesting images that offered a glimpse at some less-seen parts of London. Making photographs became an outlet as I became more and more frustrated at parts of my job, and at what I perceived to be the insufferably slow pace that my dreams and ambitions writ large were realizing themselves. In retrospect, I am grateful for the career opportunities I had then, but even more so for the unlikely relationships and overdue self-growth that was catalyzed by my being alone, disconnected, and frustrated. The truth is, if I had felt fulfilled I probably wouldn't have gone to such trouble to find interesting pictures.