C L I E N T: personal
S U B J E C T : I spend a majority of my life in transit and loving it. I love walking, sticking my hand out of a moving vehicle and convincing myself that if I resist the wind, that it will turn my feeble excuse of an arm into a 'gun' in no time.
My favorite part of moving, is the moment I stop and turn my head and realize how lonely my surrounds seem. Because, although I am sometimes alone, I'm never lonely enough to see the settings around me as anything other that a voyeuristic glimpse into a different life.