“To photograph is to hold one’s breath, when all faculties converge to capture fleeting reality. It’s at that precise moment that mastering an image becomes a great physical and intellectual joy.” ~Henri Cartier-Bresson
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Brownie is waiting.., and no matter what Murphy says to him, he's not going to be OK until this wet, gloomy weather goes away.
He will not look at me. He walks around like he has lost a good friend.