I used to always carry my camera/s with me everywhere I went but now, as a responsible parent, its become more important to keep my hands on the wheel rather than my finger on the shutter.
So when I do head out to prowl around for a few decent images I tend to lean more towards art than journalism.
"ART" meaning a simple, relaxed act of quiet self expression and escapism.
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It's good for my soul (whatever that means).
Marinwood Leaves
I grew up in New England. Four TRUE seasons. Fall was my favorite. Cool crisp air, wonderful apples and TONS of colorful leaves.
I remember watching and waiting for the leaves to fall. It was always a lucky rush to get to see one break free and follow it as it glided down to the ground.
When I saw these Marinwood leaves, so beautifully back lit by the late afternoon sun, it triggered a WOW response. You know, one of those faint connections to the past.
Fortunately it happened to be one of those days that I had my camera with me.
So I tried to do them justice.
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Post and Photo by Marc Finkel
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