I took a break from the mini film makin' to shoot some photographs...turtle-style. I like that a turtle carries his home on his back. I spent a long time looking for home (and still do at frazzled moments).
The search always took place some where beyond where I was at the time. I traveled a lot of miles, established many relationships, changed jobs, enrolled in schools & classes & programs, drained countless cans of beer, ran fast and drove faster until there was no road left to pursue.
I was like a lizard in a terrarium throwing myself against the glass over and over again until finally one day I sat up, took a look around my little terrarium digs and thought, hey...this could be pretty cool.
Anyway, back to turtles. I like that a turtle carries his home on his back...