While working in the middle of the woods at Shenandoah National Park, I came across an old, damaged digital camera. This is the only image still available on the SD card. Whose camera it was or why they were walking in dense spice bush and green briar is a mystery.
One glum sunless Chelsea morning I was huffing it up 10th Avenue. A light mist was falling. The sidewalk was littered with dog poop, which I was masterfully avoiding in towering high heels. Then SHAZAM, mid hop-skip-jump this stunning photo strip, was nearly crushed under my gilded toe, caught my eye. I dare say it … Continued