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barbed wire and flowers
my past and present “eye” meet
on a philly street 🦊❤️
For many years I was very immersed in photographing the grittier side of life. Abandoned factories, disintegrating city streets, forlorn people and the like were my artistic passion. I swore that I had no interest whatsoever in doing art that spoke of “sunny” things. The thought of photographing trails, woods, sunrises and sunsets was a “no go”. But I do all those things now as my journey as an artist unfolds. While in Philly yesterday the sight of rusty barbed wire in front of a beautiful mural caught my eye. It’s all still in me I guess. 🦊❤️