People are good at heart. I honestly believe that.
They also like to talk to me for some reason. I’d like to think at 6’7″ tall I’d be really scary and people would shy away from me. But the opposite seems to be true – I’m approached by strangers all the time. They strike up a conversation, tell me things about themselves. Things that help me believe in the basic goodness of humanity.
I bought a motorcycle as an inexpensive way to get from here to where the photos are. I ride it all summer long. Ride until my backside insists on standing up, then I get off the bike and make photos. Ride and repeat.
The motorcycle seems to increase the occurrences of people talking to me. At first I was baffled by this, tried to figure it out. Then I realized I didn’t really need to figure it out – these people were making my journey better, a LOT better! I started identifying my photos by the people I had spoken to just before or just after I made the exposure. The people I met along the way became the secret to a great journey.
So I started taking photos of the people – spending more time talking with them. Inviting them to talk more with me. I found there are great people everywhere I go.
Now I will share their stories here – along with some commentary on why they were so great to cross paths with. Some will be from my travels, others just make my journey through life better as coworkers and friends.
Media sows fear. My reality says media lies. I hope by reading my blog you’ll be inspired to go out into the world and make a new friend, help a stranger smile, reach out to someone who needs a hand. The world is a beautiful place – and the people are the most interesting and beautiful creations in it. I hope you’ll see what I mean.