As a writer who has come to photography recently, I am particularly interested in how taking pictures relates to writing. Several years ago, at work on a memoir, I lost the ability to see my immediate surroundings with acuity. Then, on a trip to Mexico in 1998, my eyes were reawakened. I began working with disposable cameras because they were readily available in the shops around the town square. I did not expect to go on using them, but I have discovered special qualities, which I continue to explore. With a disposable camera one cannot select the depth of field. Rather than foregrounding a central object when I gaze into a store window, I become interested instead in all that a single pane of glass can contain.