I came across this scene in not an easy way. It was behind a lot of dry brush and a rusty barbed wire fence. What attracted me and encouraged me to “chase the image” through painful brambles was the sliver of light through the broken pane of glass. It was a late summer afternoon and the light was about as perfect as it could be. Everything else was simply there . . . old, rusty junk that was forgotten in a ruin that once used to be a house or even a home.
I’ve gone back a few times to see if I could snap a different angle or composition, and the scene and all evidence of it are gone. It’s as if it never existed.
Sometimes, a photo just comes together and presents itself as a divine gift if you’re listening, and it’s exactly for this reason that I love this photo.
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