It's inconvenient to get up before the sun. I knew the dogs would follow me out of the room thinking it was happy fun time. I had gotten up early enough to make some coffee and still have enough time to make it across Los Angeles to Santa Monica before the sun woke up. I popped the lid on the tin of coffee and realized there was only enough for one pot. I stood for a moment pondering my options, then put the lid back on. Couldn't hog it just because I got up first. Hope Starbucks is open this early on a Sunday morning!
I ran the gauntlet of fur, paws and hopeful eyes to the front door and slipped out. It was 31 degrees and I no longer had a pair of gloves. Grin and bear it time. As it turned out, Starbucks was open. Now fortified, I began the drive. Unlike my weekday commuter crawl, the freeways were almost devoid of traffic. Wrapped in a cocoon of predawn darkness, feeling comfortably alone - for once - in this city of millions, I drove west.
I could have slept in. I could have wimped out and not met a fellow photographer I'd met only online. It would have been easier to have lingered in the warm confines of my bedroom, but I would have missed this:
And I wouldn't have met Kengi, a fellow photographer with a life story full of overcoming adversity. Wouldn't have learned how a laptop and camera were his ultimate redemption.
So we did the inconvenient thing and got up before the sun. It's a reminder to me not to get locked into one thing, but push out past softboxes and backdrops and remember the joy photography brings in the simple pursuit of light, without agenda.