This is the reason I got into photography. I used to take your standard trip pictures. Here we are, standing at such-and-such castle, that you will see nothing of because we’re against a wall or a window… But then, we planned a trip to Africa and shit got real. I rented a lens, headed out into the park and took — the worst photos you’ve ever seen. For three days I shot crap. The exposure was wrong, the images were blurred, I was terrible. But the benefit of going through this on a trip was I had about six hours every day for a month to figure it out. I learned to use the window edge as a monopod, I experimented with settings and I got a crash course in composition. Today, travel is the subject of much of my photography, always presenting new challenges and inspiration.