No Pay Stubs
A Year in Seattle Street Photography
I left my job in January of 2016. You've heard of the place. In Seattle you can't escape the place. I did, inasmuch as I escaped the steady paycheck. I wouldn't call it an act of bravery. There are more applicable words for when you tell people, who are good for it, to stop giving you money.
There was free time. I took up street photography, because it was something to do that I didn't already know I would fail at. I often walked the streets of downtown Seattle (usually circling within a three block radius of Westlake Center) and found people that were just there for the day hours and those that were there for all hours, and placed them in frames, over a year most of us would just as soon forget. It was steady work, though a not-for-profit operation if there ever was one.