Most days I feel that my job is pretty incredible. I wake up, have a few cups of coffee, make the very short commute from the dining room table to my office, check my email, update the review database, post reviews, email publicists about the reviews, check in with my reviewers, promote the site and the blog, read a book or two, write up a review, write a blog entry, open packages from publicists with new books, joke with the delivery men about the insane number of books I receive, add the books to the database, assign the books to reviewers, read some more books, update the San Antonio Book Review Facebook page, leave the office, eat dinner, and unwind from a long day's work with yet another good book. But that's just most days. I have a few days where I think my job isn't just incredible -- I think I have the best job in the world, and the theme of today's books ought to explain why.
Photography has always struck me as magical. In the right hands, a camera is as much an artist's tool as a brush or a chisel. Contrary to the superstition that arose when cameras were first introduced to developing nations -- that a camera could steal a person's soul -- I believe that a good photographer put a little of his or her own soul into each picture. Whether the subject matter is human or animal, nature or the vast expanse of space, photographs have the ability to capture and inspire viewers. Here are some of the books of photography currently sitting on my shelves.
Michel del Castillo (1933-2024)
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