Last year I lost my job. For whatever reason, this particular phase of my life saw me walking up to old men on the street and pointing an M2 in their face.
Maybe it was a reflection on my life and growing old, maybe it was an obsession with where I would be at that age, or maybe I was just being obnoxious. In any case, I came away with images quite unlike the style I had in my ten years of photography prior.
I broke some personal rules, however it has helped be grow, and has pushed my comfort zone immensely. Which has helped me through a difficult part of my life.