The very nature of photography is slicing time. Photographs are based on exposure to light, be it film or sensor and usually lasting only a fraction of a second. But in that unique moment, magic is made, never to be repeated, for seasons change, expressions are different, and nothing is static. It’s just a click, but one of endless boundaries and imagination, pausing time, and never to be captured again.
March 6, 2008, 12:24:07 pm - Stanford University
Standford has a wonderful cactus garden which I visit from time to time. There is something about the forms, shapes, patterns, and lighting that drew me to this image. The color palette was done in post. Landscapes can and should say more than just aesthetics. Otherwise, they are destined to the vast dark hole of mediocrity with no soul.
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