I worked all morning on music, just working up songs for performance–getting tighter. Then I had lunch with three good friends. And then? And then I had some time to myself. I knew that the river would be us, and it was raining at a fairly constant rate, so I figured I would be able to fish it. I was right. Up, fast, and muddy.
What I decided to do was to just go and make some images of this place in the rain. What might present itself to me? What might I see that my jaded photographer’s eye might get excited over?
The water was up and filling holes that I walked through yesterday. There were banks and eddys that had the appearance of being there for decades, but I knew there were fresh winter additions to this landscape.
So this blog entry is not so much about words as it is about vision. Come, see what I saw!