Here’s one of my earliest night shots (actually, twilight). It was shot in Cape Cod on a family camping trip in 1983 when I was 18. Since I was young and didn’t know what I was doing, I set my camera on Auto and released the shutter. This car drove by and I thought, “Damn! the shot’s ruined.” Although I try to avoid light trails in my current work, it was a thrilling revelation back then.