Best of the Year lists are hard to compile so I’ll just boil it all down.
For me, 2011 started in Kansas City standing on a dance floor at a wedding surrounded by a bunch of strangers and extended family members who might as well be strangers, and I really wish it hadn’t. My career blossomed this year and I’m proud I got to see my images in the Chicago Tribune, The Wall Street Journal, Chicago Sun-Times and most of its suburban sister papers, to name a few. I covered some happy stories, a few really sad ones, and met a bunch of people I likely otherwise wouldn’t. I rode my bike a lot, but not as much as last year. I traveled to Portland for work and stayed an extra day for fun, but should have made it two. I ate food every day, but I really loved the El Diablo margarita at Red Star in Portland, small plates at Avec, and a snack of goat cheese, crackers and pistachios at a random picnic table in Occidental, California. Speaking of California, that long overdue trip was a life-changing weekend and planted the seed that a future relocation is a distinct probability. October 2 was my favorite day of the year.
And of the 22,000+ new images in my hard drive from 2011 and countless more misfires that didn’t make it, this is my favorite. It’s not my best or most significant, but a personal shot I made for myself to come back to and get lost in.