Autumn is a season of transition. Melancholy sets in for me at this time of year. It's a time for remembering how life is always
changing. I remember years gone-by, loved ones long deceased.
And yet, in the back of my mind, I know there will be Spring.
I have been taking lots of photos this changing season. My hands refuse to cooperate with needle and thread. A shift is taking place
with regard to my artwork also. I have decided to remove color
from my photos, focusing on light and shadow. Winter time is a perfect time for black and white.
What kind of change is taking place for you?
