we had a heat wave passing by and snow feels so far away again. i got a few new freckles while working in the sun. removing layers of clothes from the winter pale and shy skin. always such a strange feeling, to rediscover your skin again.
i notice that when i photograph while being stressed or uncomfortable my photos are less sharp and in general a lot more boring. like a symbolic lesson for life itself. breathe. take your time. use a steady hand. rushing rarely saves time. i practice to sneak up on pictures like a prey in the jungle…being discrete and silent. while keeping my borders straight. can you follow my line of thoughts?