(Oh right, it was one of the worst working month I have ever experienced.)
So, anyway, I was sorting through old travel photos and I realized there was a period of time when I really liked taking shots of buildings (architectural lines are sexy), displays (feed hoarding desires) or etc. scenes I walked into. Basically nothing with faces inside. And I was never one to take shots of typical tourist shots.
(With food though, I am a completely different photographer. But that's a story for another day.)
(The night sky was a strange but beautiful sort of purple.)
In many ways, similar to my personal life choices, I like a certain type of anonymity associated with my work - only people, who are in the know, know the who what where; like a private joke or secret shared amongst the innermoist circle. Everytime I meet someone who gets it (whatever "it" might be"), I know that person is a keeper as a friend for life and we will forever more be spending time indulging in our exclusive obsession(s).
Yes, I weave romantic stories like that in my head all the time. This is why I do not need a physical love story.
My next personal photography assignment will be to have a story behind every shot. That, and also to learn how to capture movement which I am still struggling with.