Once or twice a month I'll get the urge to strap on my camera and look around for something interesting to photograph.
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.
CLICKIt's good for my soul (whatever that means).
Marinwood LeavesI 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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