What a strange vintage we are. Constantly needing to photograph each thing, each moment. What other species demands to self archive everything? The same information, experiences, places visually captured over and over again. What do we expect to learn from it; from taking a picture of it all?
Mar 31, 2018
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Mar 10, 2018
ATC code N02
I found myself drifting down 13th towards the Civic Center Park Congregation.
With daily sustenance being handed-out at the time, the typically thronged area was empty. Ahead, limping fur covered boots carried the tired muddy jeans of a woman my own age.
It'd been dry; no moisture in weeks.
With daily sustenance being handed-out at the time, the typically thronged area was empty. Ahead, limping fur covered boots carried the tired muddy jeans of a woman my own age.
It'd been dry; no moisture in weeks.
Denver, CO
Mar 5, 2018
Finding It
While the search had been passive, it had taken 2-months. Phylum
Cnidaria, or Coral proved hard to find in the murky waters of Singapore. With visibility
no better than 30cm on Singapore and Pulau Ubin, seeing anything underwater had
been nearly impossible.
However a combination of sunny weather and a light currently,
along with persistence finally rewarded my effort. While swimming back from
Kusu Island to Lazarus Island, a faint flash of coral peered from the depths
back at me. With a deep breath, I dove down. There it was, the underwater
landscape I’d hoped to photograph before leaving Singapore.
Like all unspoiled moments, it slipped away all too quickly.
First the sun went behind a cloud. Then a boat sped through the channel. Visibility
was ruined. It was time to swim back to the surface.
Lazarus Island, Singapore
Mar 4, 2018
Mar 2, 2018
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