| All Around and About |
| While waiting at a red light on my bike, I figured out my photographic future. All around me people were in cars, talking on phones. We rely on machines for everything. I am, by no means, an exception to this. As we relinquish more and more control to the devices that we create, one thing stays relatively unchanged: what makes us human is that we are not perfect. The flaws in each of us define us more than the perfection in each of us. As machines evolve, they will make fewer and fewer mistakes, but we will still arrive late for dinner, sleep in, say things we don't mean, and annoy each other. The good news is that the very fact that failure on our part is not only possible–but very probable–makes success way better. Striving for perfection drives us, but the imperfections in daily life persist as they are what we are all really made of. The loved, the haggard, the dangerous, the too-fast, the silly, the scraped-up, and the vulnerable is what I photograph. |
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