I wonder, sometimes, about the nature of photography and why I spend so much of my time engaged in it. A snapshot, recovered with the use of Photoshop, garners the appreciation of hundreds and hundreds of people, whilst a series which I return to again and again gains less views than I can count on my fingers and thumbs.
I do this for me, not for anyone else. I take photos because I enjoy the process; even if the photo disappears into my archive to be lost for months or longer. The act of creating a visual reminder of the experiences I have, to be able to re-live them in my memory when I return to the photos later, and being able to capture unique moments of unexpected synchronicity: that’s why I do it.