

From my series on old men and birds. No, actually, I've been thinking about the beautiful parts of daily work. Day in, day out, simple work with a camera, where you get the chance to clean up the world by looking at it a certain way, and you get that freeing feeling that comes from a routine that isn't monotonous. Just wake up, have coffee, make pictures. Today I helped Justin in the studio, solving some interesting visual problems, had lunch, and then went over to photograph Marvin Sermersheim, who has worked the same job for 55 years. No complaints from him. He gets up, has coffee, goes to work, moves lumber, goes home to work on the farm, and starts over the next day. With everything going on in the newspaper industry, I just hope that there will be a place for me in a newsroom somewhere, because I am a creature of habit. If not, I hope I can hang on to the routine of coffee (always) and picture making, every day. Because it feels the most right.