Stream of Inspiration.

  I came home late the other night. I drank just enough to keep me awake and have the side of brain I rarely use open up.
  I realized that the problem with shooting constantly is that the concept of a "good" picture gets compressed smaller and smaller as time goes on. I show less and less to the world what I shoot. And in return, I end up with hundreds of pictures that no one sees.
  These pictures are not amazing, or good, or even great. But they tell stories, which is what I love to do.
They inspire me to look again and again at what I consider a "good" picture.
I have started to put together lots and lots more of these.
  These are mainly from this year. Many more coming.