Last year I waited too long to make these. This year I feel like you have some time. You can give them romantically, friendly or even familiarly.
I missed seeing so Black and White photos. Maybe a little yellow. It’s funny how a good photo gets better in B and W.
How goes it on your end?
Hell for a painter is that fear. Fear of judgements for making with our hearts. It will run in off cliffs and into addictions. The mind is that ocean with sharp edges. Make and make with out borders. You can only underwhelm yourself by not starting.
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So easy to be creative before anything opens its eyes. You never have to preform. Art in some ways is like a show; either post , present or past. Never get lost in the presentation rather than the making.
I think I’m going to make three photos a day.
The world just seems to ask for more of me and I will answer with more.
The book is fleshing out. I think you’ll enjoy it.