Some days, some months even, are more difficult then others, shooting the street.
Times you don't "see" anything, just walk around for hours without results. The few shots taken don't make it through your own private curation. You start reading again some additional photography books and magazines, look at some other photographers, go to an exhibition or two, look at other art disciplines intensively, start some “arty” discussions here and there, try to get things going again.
Looking back at June 2019, it all is part of the journey to some form of identity, call it style, it develops slowly, with ups and downs, just keep on working and walk the streets, it’s almost summer, all’s good!
