there is not much that compares to the anticipation, disappointment and sometimes surprise of shooting with film. the above picture was the later. i had gone on an early morning walk at the local santa barbara harbor. fisherman readied their gear, the fog floated among the boats and a faint horn blew out at sea. i walked and only made a few frames. this is the one i love the most.
so often i feel like my photographs are cluttered - like i'm trying to fit everything in. this one reminds me to stop stuffing full the frame. it teaches me that so much of photography requires a delicate, not domineering, touch. the best pictures, or at least the ones i like the most, are those that result from taking a deep breath and floating on the surface so as not to disturb the beauty that is already there.