Coming from the dark
Buried under the cold
Cheek to wet stone
Lay you down
Before you wilt
Wait until the dust
Settles in the same specific place
Instead of silence
I had little to no experience with photography until I picked up a camera and started photographing on my walks. I photographed whatever my eye lingered on for more than a quick second. I wished to alter my perception of reality through the lens. Capturing moments, light, objects, and people in whatever way this new medium allowed me to. Some of the steps taken I can retrace. In other pictures, I can't even remember what I was looking at. After each walk, I wrote prose consisting of 8 lines to remind me of my turns, the time of the day, thoughts, and feelings. This is the start of an ongoing project.
