Yesterday was an inspiration.
Two men made it happen.
First was the man I met while taking photos in Frontier Park. I was looking for some photos of frisbee golf for the paper. The weather was cool, enough for me to wear a sweatshirt (hoorah!). It was that “magic hour,” when the sunlight becoming warmer and lower in the sky, and I was taking quite a few pictures of the park with film and digital.
After about an hour of wandering around, I was getting ready to leave. An older man passed by me, turned around, and started asking about my cameras. I found out that he’s been a professional photographer for 40 years, shooting quite a bit while stationed overseas in Japan. We talked for a good 20 minutes about things, and I left feeling revitalized.
The second inspiration was Kelland Wolf, graphic design editor for the Leader. Production night got over very early, so most of the editors and a few staff members went out for drinks as usual. We celebrated Krista’s 23rd birthday and had a ton of fun. Kelland and I started talking about creativeness, in photography mainly, and I learned quite a bit about his history. I knew he had gone to an art school in England, and that he had worked as a freelance photographer for several travel magazines. His compliments and thoughts were some of the best things I’d heard in a long while.
It’s amazing how things fall into place.
Photos here. I’ve got my mojo back.
P.P.S. you rub your eyes when sleepy; it’s cute.