For some reason I seem to keep my photography life and debt advice life in two separate compartments. Yet much of my photos have grown out of the angst and pain that my debt advice brings me.
Here is a good example. I just saw this lone boot, left in the back of a rusty old pickup truck and it looked like it had been worked in hard but just forgotten. So I took the picture.
Can the pain of money troubles create beauty in some other part of our life, and then, if it can, can we see it?