An unhappy, unopenable can of chick peas

Dispatch № 95: The Distance

It wasn’t about the cat vomiting behind the couch or the flat tire on the way to work, either. It wasn’t about the spilled water, the broken flowerpot, or the burned toast.

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My new-to-me Profoto ProAcute12 power pack

Dispatch № 94: The Light

When you realize that a dream, one that once compelled you into focused action, has all but totally withered away over many years of difficulty, you have a decision to make.

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