Some of my favourites of 2010, some of my favourite memories. It is three in the morning and I am not in bed. I am writing this entry, and thinking about everything that has happened this year. I wonder why it was significant; perhaps why in some ways it wasn't.
When looking back, I sometimes couldn't remember some of the things that happened to me this year, what I did, or who I saw. I then remembered I had this place. I looked through the archives, and so much returned to me.
Each picture here retold me a story I once lived. Personally, I think pictures are worth more than a thousand words. And this is why I photograph. I photograph to capture something I think is wonderful, beautiful, creative. More than that, I photograph to capture a memory of something I think is wonderful, beautiful, creative. Photos are memories, and they will always be. I will always photograph. Thoughts and feelings may leave my mind, but a camera will never leave my hand.