I’m back to make good on my resolution to post more here. Last month was a crazy whirl of work and moving and personal life imploding, but I’ve settled into a routine now for the most part. It’s time to forge on with my photography.
Two weeks ago I accompanied my family to DTLA for lunch. Afterward my uncle and I showed my aunt and grandmother Union Station, which they had never toured before.
Even though I pretty much took the same shots as I did before, it was still fun to walk in such a historic building. How many stories has it seen in its hallways–of reunions, departures, or of routine trips? How many people have come and gone and where did they end up? One day I’d like to take such a trip myself 🙂