Barnaby Hutchins
where are you from? A very small village in England, a couple of hours north of London.
where are you right now? Ghent, Belgium. I’ve been living here for a little over two years now. It’s a beautiful city.
where do you want to be? Anywhere new, or fairly new. I want to keep moving, for a while at least. I’d really like to see Japan. And China, and Korea. Siberia. Southern Argentina. I’ve never been to Scandinavia and have always wanted to - which is ridiculous, it’s so close.
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I was in New York a couple of months ago. I arrived just before the big blizzard Nemo or Charlotte or whatever it was called hit the Northeast. When I got to the apartment, jetlagged and hours late, I turned on the TV. Snow was starting to fall outside, and the news was talking about the storm of the century. I went out to get some supplies, just in case. Wondered whether I should buy a torch, or candles; didn’t (couldn’t find them anyway). When I got back, a reporter in Columbus Circle was predicting so many feet of snow. The next morning, I took my camera and left. It wasn’t as dramatic as promised, but it was still something. One of the pictures here is from that morning, but this is not the story of that picture. I walked around for a while. I went to get some coffee. On the way back, there was a tiny dog wearing a blue quilted jacket, standing in the snow, looking up at its owner. I took a picture. A tiny dog in a blue jacket in a sea of snow, with its lead running in a straight line out of the top right of the frame. When I got those rolls of film back from the lab, I went through everything, looking for that one picture. It wasn’t there: the shutter hadn’t fired; I never took it. I can’t stand to lose things. I take pictures because I can’t stand to lose things.
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Barnaby Hutchins
where are you from? A very small village in England, a couple of hours north of London.
where are you right now? Ghent, Belgium. I’ve been living here for a little over two years now. It’s a beautiful city.
where do you want to be? Anywhere new, or fairly new. I want to keep moving, for a while at least. I’d really like to see Japan. And China, and Korea. Siberia. Southern Argentina. I’ve never been to Scandinavia and have always wanted to - which is ridiculous, it’s so close.
__________________
I was in New York a couple of months ago. I arrived just before the big blizzard Nemo or Charlotte or whatever it was called hit the Northeast. When I got to the apartment, jetlagged and hours late, I turned on the TV. Snow was starting to fall outside, and the news was talking about the storm of the century. I went out to get some supplies, just in case. Wondered whether I should buy a torch, or candles; didn’t (couldn’t find them anyway). When I got back, a reporter in Columbus Circle was predicting so many feet of snow. The next morning, I took my camera and left. It wasn’t as dramatic as promised, but it was still something. One of the pictures here is from that morning, but this is not the story of that picture. I walked around for a while. I went to get some coffee. On the way back, there was a tiny dog wearing a blue quilted jacket, standing in the snow, looking up at its owner. I took a picture. A tiny dog in a blue jacket in a sea of snow, with its lead running in a straight line out of the top right of the frame. When I got those rolls of film back from the lab, I went through everything, looking for that one picture. It wasn’t there: the shutter hadn’t fired; I never took it. I can’t stand to lose things. I take pictures because I can’t stand to lose things.
__________________
http://thefearsome.tumblr.com/
http://bhutchins.com/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/brhutchins/
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Barnaby Hutchins
where are you from? A very small village in England, a couple of hours north of London.
where are you right now? Ghent, Belgium. I’ve been living here for a little over two years now. It’s a beautiful city.
where do you want to be? Anywhere new, or fairly new. I want to keep moving, for a while at least. I’d really like to see Japan. And China, and Korea. Siberia. Southern Argentina. I’ve never been to Scandinavia and have always wanted to - which is ridiculous, it’s so close.
__________________
I was in New York a couple of months ago. I arrived just before the big blizzard Nemo or Charlotte or whatever it was called hit the Northeast. When I got to the apartment, jetlagged and hours late, I turned on the TV. Snow was starting to fall outside, and the news was talking about the storm of the century. I went out to get some supplies, just in case. Wondered whether I should buy a torch, or candles; didn’t (couldn’t find them anyway). When I got back, a reporter in Columbus Circle was predicting so many feet of snow. The next morning, I took my camera and left. It wasn’t as dramatic as promised, but it was still something. One of the pictures here is from that morning, but this is not the story of that picture. I walked around for a while. I went to get some coffee. On the way back, there was a tiny dog wearing a blue quilted jacket, standing in the snow, looking up at its owner. I took a picture. A tiny dog in a blue jacket in a sea of snow, with its lead running in a straight line out of the top right of the frame. When I got those rolls of film back from the lab, I went through everything, looking for that one picture. It wasn’t there: the shutter hadn’t fired; I never took it. I can’t stand to lose things. I take pictures because I can’t stand to lose things.
__________________
http://thefearsome.tumblr.com/
http://bhutchins.com/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/brhutchins/
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Barnaby Hutchins
where are you from? A very small village in England, a couple of hours north of London.
where are you right now? Ghent, Belgium. I’ve been living here for a little over two years now. It’s a beautiful city.
where do you want to be? Anywhere new, or fairly new. I want to keep moving, for a while at least. I’d really like to see Japan. And China, and Korea. Siberia. Southern Argentina. I’ve never been to Scandinavia and have always wanted to - which is ridiculous, it’s so close.
__________________
I was in New York a couple of months ago. I arrived just before the big blizzard Nemo or Charlotte or whatever it was called hit the Northeast. When I got to the apartment, jetlagged and hours late, I turned on the TV. Snow was starting to fall outside, and the news was talking about the storm of the century. I went out to get some supplies, just in case. Wondered whether I should buy a torch, or candles; didn’t (couldn’t find them anyway). When I got back, a reporter in Columbus Circle was predicting so many feet of snow. The next morning, I took my camera and left. It wasn’t as dramatic as promised, but it was still something. One of the pictures here is from that morning, but this is not the story of that picture. I walked around for a while. I went to get some coffee. On the way back, there was a tiny dog wearing a blue quilted jacket, standing in the snow, looking up at its owner. I took a picture. A tiny dog in a blue jacket in a sea of snow, with its lead running in a straight line out of the top right of the frame. When I got those rolls of film back from the lab, I went through everything, looking for that one picture. It wasn’t there: the shutter hadn’t fired; I never took it. I can’t stand to lose things. I take pictures because I can’t stand to lose things.
__________________
http://thefearsome.tumblr.com/
http://bhutchins.com/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/brhutchins/
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Barnaby Hutchins
where are you from? A very small village in England, a couple of hours north of London.
where are you right now? Ghent, Belgium. I’ve been living here for a little over two years now. It’s a beautiful city.
where do you want to be? Anywhere new, or fairly new. I want to keep moving, for a while at least. I’d really like to see Japan. And China, and Korea. Siberia. Southern Argentina. I’ve never been to Scandinavia and have always wanted to - which is ridiculous, it’s so close.
__________________
I was in New York a couple of months ago. I arrived just before the big blizzard Nemo or Charlotte or whatever it was called hit the Northeast. When I got to the apartment, jetlagged and hours late, I turned on the TV. Snow was starting to fall outside, and the news was talking about the storm of the century. I went out to get some supplies, just in case. Wondered whether I should buy a torch, or candles; didn’t (couldn’t find them anyway). When I got back, a reporter in Columbus Circle was predicting so many feet of snow. The next morning, I took my camera and left. It wasn’t as dramatic as promised, but it was still something. One of the pictures here is from that morning, but this is not the story of that picture. I walked around for a while. I went to get some coffee. On the way back, there was a tiny dog wearing a blue quilted jacket, standing in the snow, looking up at its owner. I took a picture. A tiny dog in a blue jacket in a sea of snow, with its lead running in a straight line out of the top right of the frame. When I got those rolls of film back from the lab, I went through everything, looking for that one picture. It wasn’t there: the shutter hadn’t fired; I never took it. I can’t stand to lose things. I take pictures because I can’t stand to lose things.
__________________
http://thefearsome.tumblr.com/
http://bhutchins.com/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/brhutchins/
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Barnaby Hutchins
where are you from? A very small village in England, a couple of hours north of London.
where are you right now? Ghent, Belgium. I’ve been living here for a little over two years now. It’s a beautiful city.
where do you want to be? Anywhere new, or fairly new. I want to keep moving, for a while at least. I’d really like to see Japan. And China, and Korea. Siberia. Southern Argentina. I’ve never been to Scandinavia and have always wanted to - which is ridiculous, it’s so close.
__________________
I was in New York a couple of months ago. I arrived just before the big blizzard Nemo or Charlotte or whatever it was called hit the Northeast. When I got to the apartment, jetlagged and hours late, I turned on the TV. Snow was starting to fall outside, and the news was talking about the storm of the century. I went out to get some supplies, just in case. Wondered whether I should buy a torch, or candles; didn’t (couldn’t find them anyway). When I got back, a reporter in Columbus Circle was predicting so many feet of snow. The next morning, I took my camera and left. It wasn’t as dramatic as promised, but it was still something. One of the pictures here is from that morning, but this is not the story of that picture. I walked around for a while. I went to get some coffee. On the way back, there was a tiny dog wearing a blue quilted jacket, standing in the snow, looking up at its owner. I took a picture. A tiny dog in a blue jacket in a sea of snow, with its lead running in a straight line out of the top right of the frame. When I got those rolls of film back from the lab, I went through everything, looking for that one picture. It wasn’t there: the shutter hadn’t fired; I never took it. I can’t stand to lose things. I take pictures because I can’t stand to lose things.
__________________
http://thefearsome.tumblr.com/
http://bhutchins.com/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/brhutchins/
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Barnaby Hutchins
where are you from? A very small village in England, a couple of hours north of London.
where are you right now? Ghent, Belgium. I’ve been living here for a little over two years now. It’s a beautiful city.
where do you want to be? Anywhere new, or fairly new. I want to keep moving, for a while at least. I’d really like to see Japan. And China, and Korea. Siberia. Southern Argentina. I’ve never been to Scandinavia and have always wanted to - which is ridiculous, it’s so close.
__________________
I was in New York a couple of months ago. I arrived just before the big blizzard Nemo or Charlotte or whatever it was called hit the Northeast. When I got to the apartment, jetlagged and hours late, I turned on the TV. Snow was starting to fall outside, and the news was talking about the storm of the century. I went out to get some supplies, just in case. Wondered whether I should buy a torch, or candles; didn’t (couldn’t find them anyway). When I got back, a reporter in Columbus Circle was predicting so many feet of snow. The next morning, I took my camera and left. It wasn’t as dramatic as promised, but it was still something. One of the pictures here is from that morning, but this is not the story of that picture. I walked around for a while. I went to get some coffee. On the way back, there was a tiny dog wearing a blue quilted jacket, standing in the snow, looking up at its owner. I took a picture. A tiny dog in a blue jacket in a sea of snow, with its lead running in a straight line out of the top right of the frame. When I got those rolls of film back from the lab, I went through everything, looking for that one picture. It wasn’t there: the shutter hadn’t fired; I never took it. I can’t stand to lose things. I take pictures because I can’t stand to lose things.
__________________
http://thefearsome.tumblr.com/
http://bhutchins.com/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/brhutchins/
ZoomInfo
Barnaby Hutchins
where are you from? A very small village in England, a couple of hours north of London.
where are you right now? Ghent, Belgium. I’ve been living here for a little over two years now. It’s a beautiful city.
where do you want to be? Anywhere new, or fairly new. I want to keep moving, for a while at least. I’d really like to see Japan. And China, and Korea. Siberia. Southern Argentina. I’ve never been to Scandinavia and have always wanted to - which is ridiculous, it’s so close.
__________________
I was in New York a couple of months ago. I arrived just before the big blizzard Nemo or Charlotte or whatever it was called hit the Northeast. When I got to the apartment, jetlagged and hours late, I turned on the TV. Snow was starting to fall outside, and the news was talking about the storm of the century. I went out to get some supplies, just in case. Wondered whether I should buy a torch, or candles; didn’t (couldn’t find them anyway). When I got back, a reporter in Columbus Circle was predicting so many feet of snow. The next morning, I took my camera and left. It wasn’t as dramatic as promised, but it was still something. One of the pictures here is from that morning, but this is not the story of that picture. I walked around for a while. I went to get some coffee. On the way back, there was a tiny dog wearing a blue quilted jacket, standing in the snow, looking up at its owner. I took a picture. A tiny dog in a blue jacket in a sea of snow, with its lead running in a straight line out of the top right of the frame. When I got those rolls of film back from the lab, I went through everything, looking for that one picture. It wasn’t there: the shutter hadn’t fired; I never took it. I can’t stand to lose things. I take pictures because I can’t stand to lose things.
__________________
http://thefearsome.tumblr.com/
http://bhutchins.com/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/brhutchins/
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Barnaby Hutchins
where are you from? A very small village in England, a couple of hours north of London.
where are you right now? Ghent, Belgium. I’ve been living here for a little over two years now. It’s a beautiful city.
where do you want to be? Anywhere new, or fairly new. I want to keep moving, for a while at least. I’d really like to see Japan. And China, and Korea. Siberia. Southern Argentina. I’ve never been to Scandinavia and have always wanted to - which is ridiculous, it’s so close.
__________________
I was in New York a couple of months ago. I arrived just before the big blizzard Nemo or Charlotte or whatever it was called hit the Northeast. When I got to the apartment, jetlagged and hours late, I turned on the TV. Snow was starting to fall outside, and the news was talking about the storm of the century. I went out to get some supplies, just in case. Wondered whether I should buy a torch, or candles; didn’t (couldn’t find them anyway). When I got back, a reporter in Columbus Circle was predicting so many feet of snow. The next morning, I took my camera and left. It wasn’t as dramatic as promised, but it was still something. One of the pictures here is from that morning, but this is not the story of that picture. I walked around for a while. I went to get some coffee. On the way back, there was a tiny dog wearing a blue quilted jacket, standing in the snow, looking up at its owner. I took a picture. A tiny dog in a blue jacket in a sea of snow, with its lead running in a straight line out of the top right of the frame. When I got those rolls of film back from the lab, I went through everything, looking for that one picture. It wasn’t there: the shutter hadn’t fired; I never took it. I can’t stand to lose things. I take pictures because I can’t stand to lose things.
__________________
http://thefearsome.tumblr.com/
http://bhutchins.com/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/brhutchins/
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Barnaby Hutchins
where are you from? A very small village in England, a couple of hours north of London.
where are you right now? Ghent, Belgium. I’ve been living here for a little over two years now. It’s a beautiful city.
where do you want to be? Anywhere new, or fairly new. I want to keep moving, for a while at least. I’d really like to see Japan. And China, and Korea. Siberia. Southern Argentina. I’ve never been to Scandinavia and have always wanted to - which is ridiculous, it’s so close.
__________________
I was in New York a couple of months ago. I arrived just before the big blizzard Nemo or Charlotte or whatever it was called hit the Northeast. When I got to the apartment, jetlagged and hours late, I turned on the TV. Snow was starting to fall outside, and the news was talking about the storm of the century. I went out to get some supplies, just in case. Wondered whether I should buy a torch, or candles; didn’t (couldn’t find them anyway). When I got back, a reporter in Columbus Circle was predicting so many feet of snow. The next morning, I took my camera and left. It wasn’t as dramatic as promised, but it was still something. One of the pictures here is from that morning, but this is not the story of that picture. I walked around for a while. I went to get some coffee. On the way back, there was a tiny dog wearing a blue quilted jacket, standing in the snow, looking up at its owner. I took a picture. A tiny dog in a blue jacket in a sea of snow, with its lead running in a straight line out of the top right of the frame. When I got those rolls of film back from the lab, I went through everything, looking for that one picture. It wasn’t there: the shutter hadn’t fired; I never took it. I can’t stand to lose things. I take pictures because I can’t stand to lose things.
__________________
http://thefearsome.tumblr.com/
http://bhutchins.com/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/brhutchins/
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Barnaby Hutchins

where are you from? A very small village in England, a couple of hours north of London.

where are you right now? Ghent, Belgium. I’ve been living here for a little over two years now. It’s a beautiful city.

where do you want to be? Anywhere new, or fairly new. I want to keep moving, for a while at least. I’d really like to see Japan. And China, and Korea. Siberia. Southern Argentina. I’ve never been to Scandinavia and have always wanted to - which is ridiculous, it’s so close.

__________________

I was in New York a couple of months ago. I arrived just before the big blizzard Nemo or Charlotte or whatever it was called hit the Northeast. When I got to the apartment, jetlagged and hours late, I turned on the TV. Snow was starting to fall outside, and the news was talking about the storm of the century. I went out to get some supplies, just in case. Wondered whether I should buy a torch, or candles; didn’t (couldn’t find them anyway). When I got back, a reporter in Columbus Circle was predicting so many feet of snow. The next morning, I took my camera and left. It wasn’t as dramatic as promised, but it was still something. One of the pictures here is from that morning, but this is not the story of that picture. I walked around for a while. I went to get some coffee. On the way back, there was a tiny dog wearing a blue quilted jacket, standing in the snow, looking up at its owner. I took a picture. A tiny dog in a blue jacket in a sea of snow, with its lead running in a straight line out of the top right of the frame. When I got those rolls of film back from the lab, I went through everything, looking for that one picture. It wasn’t there: the shutter hadn’t fired; I never took it. I can’t stand to lose things. I take pictures because I can’t stand to lose things.

__________________

http://thefearsome.tumblr.com/

http://bhutchins.com/

http://www.flickr.com/photos/brhutchins/

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