1965 Green Mustang Fastback
A few years back I put down my cameras; I was burnt out, I had enough. I was tired of the cold calls, arguing with clients about price, having other photographers undercut you, having a cousin with a camera think they could do it, having to rush the job but wait for payments, and just the malaise of the business. The dream was gone. I just got on to other things and enjoyed myself. I really didn’t touch my cameras for a couple of years; didn’t want to, didn’t feel the urge to. I found new passions and got on with my life. I remember selling my view camera, most of my studio equipment and telling friends I didn’t miss it. Every so often I would offer a print to a charity auction and people would wonder what had happened. Nothing happened, I was blocked up, burnt out and had had enough.