Knowing that I’d always choose to remain in the light. That. Just that.
Reaching my parlour and seeing absolutely nobody waiting ahead of me. The hairdressers’ unbridled joy when she suggested red and green and had me consent immediately 🙂
A walk through Sol and a run-in with an Argentinian Artist who enjoyed explaining his wire-art to his clients. I hope he does well.
Ended up buying a tree. I could have bought three.
Accepting and embracing the “doesn’t have to be in-camera” paradigm. There is black and white. But there is a lot more grey. Photography, like relationships can lift you up, can break you down.