I will photograph pretty much anything. I will go out at ridiculous hours to take pictures of everything from concerts to talks to parties to people huddled around campfires bitching about mosquitos. I will process, reprocess, push process, and eat my film for nourishment if I have to (ok, maybe not that last one, but you get the idea). Nevertheless, every once in awhile, I get into a rut with my photography, and I feel like I’ve hit that point this week. So instead of a recent photo, here’s one from the beginning of the year. Possibly the best comment I got on it was from a man who works at this building, who - even after years of working there - had never noticed the light pattern on the ceiling until he saw this picture.

I’m currently trying to study for a Persian quiz tomorrow. Obviously, I’m not doing a terribly good job of that at the moment.