This is the first
grouping of photographs for this essay. When I started this series
I didn't even know that it had begun. Things just happened as I walked
down the main avenue near my studio. Next thing I know, I'm back
outside again, camera in hand looking at familiar things a little differently
this time.
Funny how one
thing turns into another. I was still putting a new digital camera
through it's paces to better understand it's particular character.
Hours later a series has been started as a result of
some incidental shots. Serendipitous. That's how life is
sometimes.
Chris Ray
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