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.
1/26/20
When I choose an image for the blog it's totally random. It could come from what I'm currently working on or somewhere in my archives like this one. It's one of my earlier composites - a fairly extensive manipulation. It's graphic and surreal and I'm hard press to explain it beyond that. I don't think there is much middle ground on this image. Either you like it or you don't.
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