Muddy Boots.

There’s a strange in-between-time during the build up to a show when you don’t want to work on that particular project through fear of producing an image that would then look good in the show, but would mess things up as you already have a floor plan and the prints done. There also needs to be a break, a time of contemplation and reflection, at least that’s what I like to call it.

Heading out to the Imperial Valley this week with just a camera (no tripod or lights), was a refreshing experience and a reminder of why I started making pictures in the first place. It was also nice to head out in the daytime, especially as the sky began to bruise, my favorite daytime light. There was no agenda, no project idea, just a warm wind and muddy boots.

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