This photograph is of a runner who has briefly paused her workout to stretch. She’s looking back the way she came as if someone or something is following her. I find the image to be an easy illustration of what we all currently feel about the virus. Things will of course eventually get better but, for now, the fear persists.
These killings have to stop!
This a picture of some wonderful woodlands in Helen Putnam park in Petaluma, California. They speak to me of the unknown and somewhat scary year we are about to face. I hope I’m wrong but I doubt it.
The story of this image starts with a request by a friend to take a portrait of him. Not just any portrait but one for his obituary. It was not something I relished but how could I say no?
The day of the session I took the requested photographs and was preparing to leave when I noticed his wife sitting against a plain grey wall in their sitting room. Her face was a study in worry.
I only took one picture of her. This is it.
She looks so fearful but of what?
I find myself lately very discouraged about our country’s current leader’s ability to look at people and world events clearly. Everything he does seems to be filtered through his own highly damaged ego.
This fear brought this older photograph to mind. The picture is of a window in an old abandoned house down the road from where we used to live in Maine. It stands up fine on its own but I now find it symbolic of my current concern for our country.