Sunrise, flowers, and a very long lens
I used to make photographs of a lot of flowers. They don’t generally move. The colors are rich. If the time is right, the radiance is enormously satisfying. Then I realized, how arrogant … sitting there, all beautiful and showy, glowing and probably misty with morning dew. I checked my library and as far as I can see it’s been over three years since I went about with the intention to focus on a flower. As it turns out, I was projecting, lost while planning my career as a male model in which *I’m* the one sitting there all beautiful and showy, glowing and misty with morning dew. So, here you go — proof that in fact I do still appreciate the flower, and that I no longer believe so broadly that plant life is arrogant.