“How delicate the balance between light/shadow/chroma”
“What started as simply photographing insect trails became something different”
“They sit and wait right outside your summer window”
“Calling you even when you’re sleeping”
“Like Mothmen to a flame, we come running, flying, swimming across the humid heated evening breeze”
“Do we look to be greeted? Welcomed home? Embraced? Or do we expect to be invisible, one among many, merging? I’ve had both happen. Sometimes at the same time”
“It all depends on how deep you want to go, right now”
Well, y’all, be careful out there! The climate is ‘a changing.’ Have a glorious week.
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