• Candid Portraits,  Documentary/Street,  People/Portraits

    Waiting

    Waiting at the bus stop

    We are a microwave culture. Waiting is not quality many of us have. While sitting at the bus stop in San Antonio I noticed this couple patiently waiting for the bus. They were not in a hurry and few words were said between them. They stood in the shade of the small tree and waiting. I found their patience calming. Not sure about you but I could use more patience.

  • Candid Portraits,  Cityscapes/Urban,  People/Portraits

    Colors of San Antonio

    The Hostesses at Michelinos

    I spent the 4th of July walking along the San Antonio River in San Antonio, also known as the River Walk. We enjoyed ourselves by people watching, window shopping, taking a boat ride, stuffing ourselves with Mexican food yet leaving room for ice cream and enjoying the colors. No fireworks this year due to the dry conditions.

  • Candid Portraits,  Cityscapes/Urban

    A Job or Work?

    The Cake

    “The job is not your work; What you do with your heart and soul is the work.” Seth Godin

    I work as a flight attendant for a regional carrier. At this stage in life it’s not a career nor do I see it as just a job. I do not make much money, I spend half my month in hotels, and spend long hours with passengers, from every walk in life, in a long metal tube, a tubicle.

    My work history was in the high technology field. The last few years of that working career had more focus on the time clock than the tasks at hand. I was just doing my job, a cog in the system. Early on my career I enjoyed going to work. On those mornings I was bringing something to offer rather than taking home a paycheck. On those days I wanted to make something happen, make the day different. And, on those days I usually came home feeling good because I had accomplished something or learned something new. I came to work to give of myself and darned if I didn’t receive something in return. So some mornings I showed up at my job and some mornings I came to work.

    At the present time, I do not show up at the airport because it’s a job but because I want to come to work. The day it feels like a job to me, I need to find another place of employment. I believe that holds true with my photography. I do not want to get caught up in the struggle to make money with it as it may just become a job. My hope is to pursue it because I want to work at it, offering what vision and craft I can to this media. Hopefully I have something to offer. We all have the opportunity to use our photography to make a difference. If I can make money at it then that’s icing on the cake.