Barnacles and Blackberries

Foraging in the forest for flowers, and photographing more from my strange collection

Barnacles and blackberries. The thought of those two things colliding in this world is a playful thought to me. They will probably never have found themselves in the same context, or the same subject. No two things could have less in common.

I’ve been trying to take a photo every day, to combat the neglect and procrastination I have had in photography. Little I wanted to admit it, but these little tests and forceful practices have been stirring the mental pot of creativity. Things are starting to change, and more and more ideas have been revealing themselves to me.

I wanted to take a completely different photo, but the sun was coming down too quickly. I was slowly placing glue on shells and flowers, and I realized that it wouldn’t work out in time. The sun would have said it’s farewell long before I had finished, so I decided to play once again. I was strolling down a new path, a new idea. One that somehow found itself.

Today I was ankle high in glorious river water. It raged after the thunderstorms that accompanied us all before the waking hours of the morning. And in the evening, I had spent all my time walking around my neighborhood and the forest, gathering beautiful items to…