I have not died, but I live.
I found a spot near White Rock Lake where no one goes. Golden, perfect. After church the weather was too great to not go take a shot. I think it's great how the narrative of my pictures has changed. Not even purposefully, but naturally.
I found a spot near White Rock Lake where no one goes. Golden, perfect. After church the weather was too great to not go take a shot. I think it's great how the narrative of my pictures has changed. Not even purposefully, but naturally.