When packing up to move to Germany I found myself looking through old photograph albums from when I was a child. It was the age of film, when photos where taken in much smaller quantities and cutting off people’s heads, closed eyes or having your subject as a distant dot seemed mandatory. They seemed to be a relic from a past era, now days they would be deemed unworthy and be gone in one press of a button. The quality of the photos in my album was particularly appalling but when I thought about it some more I realized that I had probably scavenged the rejects.
This month I hope you will join me to celebrate photography with a ready to go delete button. Usually I take photos in bursts, nothing for days and then a lots in one day. This month requires something each day, following whims and trying something new.
Stay with me.