I couldn’t stop moving, even if I tried. Can’t stop, won’t stop, until my body drops. I think once you make all of the various photos that you could ever dream of, travel the world, etc, then you have to break the fucking wall, destroy yourself, and create anew. Transformation, evolution, and change is the only option. If I were to continue making the same old photos that I’ve made for years, I would just be very bored.
Use photography as a way to entertain yourself!