I was raking the yard and something across the creek caught my eye.
Ooo, I thought. I should take a picture of that. But I stayed true. This yard is not going to rake itself. If only.
Stayed with me though. That picture waiting to be made.
So, next morning, Oly and I took a walk across the creek to the deer bones.
This is not the first time I’ve photographed deer bones in the forest.
This is from a grant sponsored exhibition entitled “The Devil’s Backyard.” |
But this is something that feels new -- that picture waiting to be made.
And that’s what I’ve learned five months into the Picture a Day for a Year project.
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