Wednesday March 30th, 2005

I poked my head out the window this evening after a day surfing the web. The clouds were tipped with red, like the end of a feather on an indian suit. I grabbed my camera and leaned out the window, and snapped off a few frames, or files, I suppose. For me photography is an intuitive process. I can't define a good photograph, and I rarely can compose one intentionally, but I know a good image when I see one, so I try to create as many possibilities and find the best image later.