Today was a long day. Actually it was only 4 hours. I photographed an event in the city and was in desperate need of a shower and sleep. So I rode BART home in a bit of daze, falling in and out of sleep. The train pulled up to my spot, and I gathered my belongings. But as I looked over from my seat on BART, I saw this man and this light. It inspired me. I wondered what he was thinking, so serene and still. Where was he going? Where had he been? I seek out these things when I photograph people. I search for their stories in their eyes.
I love photography.