This is my favorite time of day when the world is painted in warm, optimistic, creative tones that fade away all too quickly. If I can capture an iota of that warmth, optimism and creativity, then I figure I’ve done good. Because, just like I never thought of myself as a singer while I was singing, I don’t think of myself as a photographer while I’ve got my camera in hand. The warmth, optimism and creativity are there already, and the only claim to fame that I have is that I manage to tap into it every now and then.
