“We can only point our cameras at so many things and explore so many ideas if we hope for any depth in our work—anything more than passing familiarity with our subjects or any of the insights that only come with time. The more depth, familiarity, and insight you hope for, the fewer subjects you will photograph.”

I am two bites in before I pause long enough to notice that the morning holds the perfect light. My toasted sourdough bread (made by one of my sons) and strawberry jam (made by the other’s wife), gets left behind as I get up to grab my camera. I am aware of an excitement and familiarity that has been lost to me for some time now, and I don’t question it, but rather welcome it. I play around until my toast is cold, and the shot of espresso gets dumped into a glass with ice and a bit of milk. I get up from the table. nourished in both body and soul.