Fine Art Photographer
The year was 2000 yet it seems so long ago twelve years is a long time or the blink of the shutter in a creative mind. The season was spring, the circle begins with a flourish at Caprilands Herb Farm in Coventry Ct. Image made on B+W film despite all the color I like this best a moody mystical image of what is but never was.
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Forgetfulness by Wulf Losee
Do you live in a house or a home? Simple question or not. Is your decor trendy or just you? Was it trendy during your favorite time of your life? Functional or frivolous? A Lot can be told by your abode, sometimes it is comfort other times it is fashionable but is it you? Identity as avatars and screen names become part of life or do you become your avatar? Some thoughts on identity at link above. enjoy pjc
House
Is there someone there waiting to wag his tale? Home.
The Letter
Each day once a day the mail would come, perhaps a letter from a loved one, a post card from a traveling friend, hand written, time taken to speak with you from far away or cross town. A pen spreading ink on paper, thought with emotion messages of love traveling down a country road for you just you. Read savored and saved for later you would write back. Across town or across the sea someone waited for your response, your emotion, your love to come back to them on paper gently spread with ink of time taken to return your love. Then tucked into a shoe box to be reread and savored again tomorrow or in ten years.
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Original Image is a Transparency