How many times. I don’t know. I guess it’s continual. Every time I go somewhere that reminds me of when or where or of there…I go. There are so many bits and pieces of construction available just waiting to be revived. Relieved. All parts of our lives. Everything around us. What to include. Pick it up. Drop it off. All my hair stands on end. Goosebumps. Oh baby. Back there again. Most of it an all good of the composition of me. Various editors along the way….deleting, saving. Sometimes going back again to re-examine. You know, you know. Is it now, what it was then?
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there are pictures all around us. and to capture them is like magic and a little bit of science. a moment in time….still. i have been interested in photography since i was a child and have been shooting for many years now. i am a visual person, more an artist than a photographer, but am able to integrate both. i think i have an eye for composition and like to manipulate the images. i am not a purist. enjoy my work. i also love writing and hope to begin to share more of that here. View all posts by debra fadely raber