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.
December 11, 2004, 3:54:31 pm - Stanford, California
Another image from Stanford University's Cactus Garden, a place I continue to return to. The macabre nature of the image also offers a range of metaphors, such as dominance. And yet, there is a sense of beauty. It's this contradiction that I find most interesting about this image.
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