When I first saw photographer’s do this to create “abstract” photos, I was a little put-off by it and didn’t fully understand why until I tried it myself.

I swiftly merged onto the highway like a blood cell exiting a vein for an artery.

Spring is the season of birth and the soil is where it starts.

I envisioned her walking to the familiar riverbank, at the end of her life, at the end of a season.

I nudged it with my foot and could feel the weight of its innards shift around inside.

Loss is a facilitator of gratitude.

The consumption habits of these larvae are comparable to our own.

Through the lens of my camera, the exit sign morphed into a single flaming red dot.

Had it not been preserved and presented to the viewer as a single static image, the moment might have been overlooked.

The new natural.