Canon EOS Rebel T2i 1/50 sec at f/4.5, ISO 100 18 mm

My wife does not understand my fascination with garbage. To be honest, neither do I. If someone can help me out here with a response to her query, I’d be forever grateful. Well, maybe not forever, but a quip or off the wall retort would be most welcome. Why am I sitting here on this filthy concrete street, setting my camera on it’s tripod, to document a back alley in Las Vegas? Why am I not out front where the neon facade promises action, adventure, excitement, rather than sitting here feeling the damp and cold seep through my jeans?

“The most important thing for me is to walk the little alleys of the city, to find the little alcove where someone is cooking something, and just watch them do it. That’s my idea of fun.” ~ Yotam Ottolenghi