Ever since I was a little kid I remember enjoying flying. I don’t know if it was the fact that I was doing something that seemed extraordinary or if it was the destination or just the view out the windows.

My first flight was from Chicago O’Hare (ORD) to Anchorage, Alaska (ANC) to Tokyo Narita (NRT). I always loved the three letter abbreviations and back then, the sticker covered hard-covered suitcases that always seemed to exotic on the luggage turnstiles…

I also love people watching and wondering where everyone is going, just enjoying the tension in the air. I think I am going to try and photograph people in flight this year, although with all this terrorism bullshit it might be a bit hard, but we’ll see…

I want to find out where interesting people are going, why they are leaving where they were, and who they are (insomuch as you can with a stranger). Hopefully it’ll be as fun and interesting as I think it will be although having that expectation has already jinxed it a bit I guess – doh!