Saturday just gone I was back in the Cathouse taking pictures. That’s the third weekend in a row, and the most I’ve done in ages. I’ve been drinking less, and enjoying the photo taking process more (not to mention the lack of dark spots in my memory).
I’ve lost my photo taking mojo this past year, so it’s good to be finding it again, even if it is just bit by bit.
These are good, kid. Real good.
cheers old man.