Last week, Om and I met up in the outer sunset at the beach just before the sun came up. The moon, nearly full, was above the horizon and the sky was turning from black to pink. We made a few photographs as the sun came up and then headed a few blocks over to Andytown Coffee for a delicious pour over. We caught up on life, travels and thoughts about the future.
I’ve known Om for 15 years or so, maybe longer. I am pretty sure it was before we committed ourselves to venture capital investing and certainly before we both got into film photography. We were younger men then.
As I look back at the scans from last week, one thing stands out most of all. I’m grateful for this friendship.