Sunday, March 10, 2013
Delicate
The first thing I thought of when I was told
to take a picture of something delicate was of something vulnerable,
something that could be easily broken, left there, not being able to yell for
help. Of course capturing delicacy in a human would require someone willing to
stand there and act like their life has been shattered into a million pieces,
and sadly my brother wasn't up for the challenge. So I settled for something, surprisingly,
better. I took a photo of a glass vase that so clearly showed delicacy. From it being able to shatter so easily to its
fine texture and intricate workmanship, it is the tangible form of delicacy.
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
A White Disaster
Monday, February 25, 2013
Looking Into
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Texture
Underneath
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