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I cannot quit photography.

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It’s not for lack of trying.

I’ve sold all my gear more times than I can count. In desperation, I have Googled “what comes after photography,” hoping in vain to find something new to obsess over. But after 20+ years of on-again, off-again photography, I have come to accept that creating an image that makes my jaw drop is a feeling I can’t get anywhere else.

Years ago, I photographed an Alfa Romeo Owners Club track day. Between shots, the president (unfazed at my lack of Alfa Romeo ownership) said, “I did a lot of drugs in the 70’s. Racing is the best one yet.”

Photography is my best one yet.

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