Robert Doisneau, Henri Cartier-Bresson, Willy Ronis

Sometimes I just want to start over, at the beginning.

As the wedding season ends, hours of shooting and editing make me restless. Inevitably, I crave inspiration.

Tonight my eyes scanned crammed bookshelves for some photo therapy.

I turned the pages of my favorite books and began an hour-long journey that led to a simple realization: at the end of any photographic pilgrimage, I always return to the same place — the unaltered moment.

In the end, the photographs I value most are about moments. No more, no less. They are irreducible.

I am so thankful for these three photojournalists, who saw the extraordinary in ordinary, quiet moments. Indeed, the most powerful moments are the quiet ones, like a quick intake of breath.

"We shall not cease from exploration and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started... and know the place for the first time."
-T.S. Eliot