I celebrate moments; the times when we consciously stop to take in what we are experiencing with all our senses. The act of drinking a good cup of coffee in the morning, enjoying the scent that wakes me up almost as much as the caffeine. Or when the subway rumbles to a stop on my evening commute, stirring up the air as it whips by and shakes the ground as it grinds to a halt. Or the distinct click of my film camera as the shutter snaps close and flicks open again, embodying my internal appreciation of object in time. Moments that slip me out of the daily grind and bring me back to my most human instincts, those are what I celebrate.