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.
4/9/22
Another image from Death Valley. The place offers an array of forms, shapes, and unusual lighting as shown in this image. Normally, I like to render Death Vally in black and white. When I saw this image in color I knew it had to be rendered in color. There is something divine I feel about this image.
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