PHOTOGRAPHER'S JOURNAL: Is the drowsy half sleep of becoming a premonition of the drowsy decay of going? Is that why these rising, spring lily pads look so like their decaying selves now settling back to pond bottom? On one side we celebrate the star-shaped, gleaming lily flowers and on the other, dread the star-like, mute infinitude.
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I've been making photographs since childhood. More recently, photography has become a way for me to explore the place I live and occasionally places I visit. This blog is a discipline and challenge to myself. However, I always welcome hearing how these posts touch those who visit.