This photo comes from a friend in Paris. He is not a photographer. He took this with his phone. He is also no longer in Paris. This is a vacation photo. When he sent it to me, I thought it was a photo by some photographer he found and liked on the internet. I envy this photo.
I give up.
I haven't taken a photo this good in years. I really haven't taken any good photos for a long, long time. That part of my life has been repressed. I have cameras, but that is all. I don't know if I can make a good picture any longer.
That is the way things go. Such is life.
I truly believe that I have lost my talent for almost everything. I can't think of a single area where I feel confidence any longer. I am drifting into the background, a leaf on a tree in a picture of a forest.
He wasn't even trying. He was simply sitting at a cafe table having coffee.
Rather, a leaf on a tree in a movie frame. The camera pulls out, the leaves becoming indistinct until a single figure comes into focus in the foreground.
A new hero.
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