January 30, 2011

Say Hello to My Little Friend

As I have written on extensively in the past six months, one of my goals since emerging out of the graduate school bubble in which I was ensconced the past three years has been to rekindle many of my pre–law school hobbies. In that vein, I have resumed reading, gotten back into coding, and even started running regularly again—sort of. One of my hobbies that never quite died was photography: even in the darkest days of my law school life (and rest assured, there were many such days), I still brought along my trusty DSLR whenever I traveled, from New York to Mississippi to the United Kingdom to Japan to Montréal.

But even as my travel photography maintained a steady clip, my personal photography fell dramatically. Indeed, this past December, I had to struggle quite a bit to find pictures of myself for my annual holiday card—I simply hadn't taken any casual pictures at all in the past year. Once the guy who was never without a camera at any event and always the one shooting long-armed self-portraits (as those who knew me back in the day know well), my casual photography saw a precipitous decline during law school. Which, like many other law school–induced fall outs is really too bad: memories aren't just a function of travel, and without doubt, there were occasions in the past two years that could have and should have been captured. What happened?