
More on this car-shelter later, hopefully. But I feel like I have to be careful about taking photos of it--and the man who resides inside.
At our best and most fortunate we make pictures because of what stands before our camera, to honor what is greater and more interesting than we are. We never accomplish this perfectly, though in return we are given something perfect--a sense of inclusion. Our subject thus redefines us, and is part of the biography by which we want to be known.
were my eyes playing tricks on me, or was the car not visible in the original post? i feel like i could only see the moto...
ReplyDeleteanyway, i'm intrigued...