I believe in punctuality. I also love shooting photos of people getting sweaty and dirty while hard at work. A photographer friend calls them "workaday" images. Combine such scene with a predominant color scheme and you may as well order my casket because I'm about to die and go to heaven. So what happens when I'm putting the pedal to the metal to be some place on time and I happen to pass a crew hard at work, painting a barn roof bright red? I throw on the brakes and grab my camera, of course.