The Shape Of Ordinary
I chose the Ricoh GRII out of habit, though I doubted I’d use the camera at all that day, and slid the whole thing into my bag alongside the notebook, a spare pen, two textbooks I’d need for the morning’s classes, and the small folded lens cloth that has, by now, simply become a permanent resident of every bag I own.
The Shape of Ordinary
Without quite deciding to, somewhere between the first day of school and this one, I’d stopped photographing places and started, instead, photographing life—the specific, unrepeatable texture of people existing in a moment they hadn’t known was worth keeping.
The Shape of Ordinary.
Coffee comes before words, always. This is not a rule I decided on consciously so much as a rule that decided itself, the way certain habits do when you repeat them enough times that they stop being habits and become simply what a day is made of.
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