When I was nineteen, I thought I was a pretty good photographer, but I wondered if I could be a great one.
It’s amazing how the addition of the man and dog are in the photo finish the whisper of a story.
When I paint, moments like that feel like magic, a completion of the circle. I can feel something deep sigh “yes.”
It’s almost like you’ve been struggling to swim upstream, and then you just turn around and swim with the current.
It’s amazing how the addition of the man and dog are in the photo finish the whisper of a story.
When I paint, moments like that feel like magic, a completion of the circle. I can feel something deep sigh “yes.”
It’s almost like you’ve been struggling to swim upstream, and then you just turn around and swim with the current.