A walk through Thompson Park, November 5th 2013
I’ve been walking this park since I was a kid, and in a way it’s been as much a witness to my maturation (what little there may be) as a photographer as any other geographic location, like the house I’ve lived in most of my life, the Adirondacks, etc. It’s amazing how these places, places that appear again and again in my life, never get old. I still find pictures to take, new viewpoints, fresh ways to think. I don’t know what I’d do without them.