Solo things, sad things alone, fresh things headed for destruction in the dark, the loneliness of months of confinement against disease, harm to others, one’s own death, this is what these five photographs represent. In a word: unease.
Tag: Yosemite
Postcards: Cliff Face
Dad, Do you remember the photos you showed me years ago, Ansel Adams in Yosemite? I said it wasn’t real, … More