Shooting out in the desert sometimes feels like shooting in Neverland.
Invariably there is a point on the road back home, when you leave the inspiration and fantasy behind for the familiar sights and smells, of the populated world.
My World View
Sometimes I feel sad about making that trip back and sometimes I feel good about it, doesn't seem to matter who I'm with or how the photo shoot went, doesn't matter where we went or what we saw.
Waking up from a dream, precious moments where I held the world in my hands and witnessed the most beautiful scenes, moments in time that I cherish so much to be shared with love. But in the meantime it's back to reality, and back to the traffic the din and the lines at Starbucks, back to the noise, the chores and the demands.