I picked up photography at a time when I was fed up with drawing. Every so often that happens. I learned there is no point in fighting that feeling, because the desire to draw will come back eventually. It always does.
In the meanwhile, I still felt the urge to make images. I bought a camera and hit the streets. I love cities. I love what they make people do. People behave very differently in a city compared to, well, anywhere else. Like nature. Or at home.
In a city, people can't help but wear their hopes and dreams on their sleeves. You can see them longing and thinking and planning, deciding for or against, regretting, forgetting, forgiving or holding a grudge. They think nobody notices.
But I do.