This morning I was subjected to a bus stop rapper, with his eyes closed, headphones blaring, he was dancing, and singing his profanity-laced lyrics at the top of his lungs. My picture for 01/10 is that rapper, using processing I tried to convey and highlight that experience.
My 02/11/26 postcard features a dried bloom, stripped of color but not character. The seeds…
My 02/09/26 postcard is a dried flower head, its stem leaning forward, petals curled and…
My 02/08/26 postcard features a crow perched on a twisted branch, body relaxed but alert,…
My 02/07/26 postcard features a cool Saturday morning at Campo Mañana Park, where a small…
My 02/06/26 postcard is a flower long past its peak, curling inward, its muted purples…