I shoot what I want to remember. The songs, the places, the rooms before they emptied. Same instinct that ships the apps. Capture it while it's hot. Cut it before it cools. Run it back.
A lens is just a tool for paying attention. The phone in my pocket, the Canon for the slow stuff, the playlist that scored every drive. This page is the visual half of the same loop running everywhere else.
Drove down the Pacific Coast on a stretch off school. Carmel-by-the-Sea, the Big Sur cliff turn, the redwoods just up the road. Everything that gets called "the California postcard" but actually earns it.
The cold morning we caught the fog rolling over the rocks. The hollow tree off the 17-mile drive that I tucked myself into for a photo. The kind of trip that resets the way you frame everything else.
The longest haul flight I've taken. Bangkok by canal boat, temples that are older than anything I'd walked through, the kind of street food that recalibrates what a meal is worth.
Half the photos came off a CPM35 film camera. Dated stamps and grain baked in. Wat Arun's spires from below. The skyline through tinted glass on a sky train. Houses on stilts where the river had taken the road.
Loop drive: Cliffs of Moher, the Burren, west to Galway. Pubs that didn't bother with menus and a coastline that does the talking.
The way the weather turned every twenty minutes. Old stone everywhere. Sheep on the road like a punchline.
Spring break with friends. Caribbean blue that you don't believe is real until your feet are in it. Long pool days, late dinners, the kind of week that resets the calendar.
Walked it more than rode it. The Thames at dusk, the tube map memorized by day three, the kind of city where you can stack four neighborhoods into one afternoon.
Panama City and out toward the coast. The canal at full scale once you're standing next to it. Rooftops, jungle, and a humidity that doesn't negotiate.
Pulling the camera out doubles as the practice. Cuts edited the night they happened. Same loop as code: build, ship, learn what hit.
Always in pocket. Most of the reels live here.
The compact that lives in the jacket pocket. Pulled out for the unposed stuff.
Variable ND on the front of the iPhone. Keeps shutter at 1/48 in daylight so motion blurs the way film does.
Wireless lavs that just work. The reel sounds half as good without it.
Two views. The first is a curated playlist of what's currently on. The second is the monthly Replay archive: Apple's algorithmic snapshot of the songs I actually played that month.
Each month, the Apple Music Replay share card. Snapshot of what actually got played.
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