Two pictures this week. I was out for a (few ;) ) beers in Bonn at the Rhine riverbank with my buddy Tim. Of course, I always take my camera with me when I do something like this.
On the way home at the train I picked up the man with the tattoo. Actually nothing special, but somehow I had to take the picture. On the way from the train I passed the trash can. There is only half an hour between the two pictures.
That's why I always trust my intuition, even if I don't know why I'm taking the photo at the moment. Sometimes the goddess of photography may just be at our side, pinching our arm to get us to press the shutter button. This evening the meaning of my motto became even clearer to me.
…I just press the shutter...
