This photograph gives an example of the type of images I did when I was obsessed with photography. I, like a lot of other budding young photographers, and rock and roll musicians it seems, got into it to meet women. It was a great passport to the secret world of women. There is nothing like a camera to open the doors of adventure.
I used to think that carrying a camera made me invisible. In many cases it did in that it allowed me to move through situations that it might otherwise be difficult to explain, or justify my presence. I stopped taking photographs because I felt like I was spreading myself too thin and wanted to focus.