January 13, 2006
Shell
So, when a girl stops raging, complaining, swiping what is with bitter sarcasm, rather than imagining what is possible .... and the only thing to which she can look forward is a filibuster, what will become of her?
Ahh.. the benefits of being a photographer... a prolific digital photographer. Unlike being a prolific painter, which takes concerted effort, being a prolific digital photographer means only that you harvest lots of what's out there. ... like picking tomatoes. But, as someone once said to me, if you take enough pictures there's bound to be a good one in there somewhere.
So I searched my vast archives for the unculled, unpublished virgin photo, that would bring me back to a path of beauty. Yes, there are hundreds of flower shots from which to chose. My camera is often stuffed with flowers. The haughtier aspects of myself have more than a little distain for the merely pretty -- preferring the complex, edgy, metaphoric.
Look at the picture I found in my collection this morning. Bet you thought I was going to rant about Big Oil, fossil fuels and pollution. Here's the edgy part. It's just pretty, for some reason AND it's not a flower.
Posted by Dakota at January 13, 2006 06:47 AM