December 2008
Dublin, Ireland

What I love about photography is the moment when you ask yourself, “Did that really happen?”

Is this reality that I see within this rectangle or did Photoshop look through my photos when I wasn’t looking? Could this improbable scene be something that happens every day – it’s just the tourist that makes a big deal of it?

As my little friend looks out over the sea below, why does it see? An endless blue, the rocks beneath, the people milling about? Or does it sigh with the realization that it has a really long way to fly to get anywhere else?