Rebel, my little rebel
There is something about arrows I love. There is something about going against the tide I love. There is something about breaking rules I love. There is something about rebels
Tag: beginnings
It loses weight
Close my eyes; not tight shut, but closed. I see it. It loses weight, deflates. Crisp, not sharp. This gift. Desperation. Hours like this. Trust. Soon I can let them
Welcome to photographic punctuation!
So, I have taken the first step and set up a blog. It is January 3rd 2013 and I am at the beginning. It is exciting to think how these