Languid Blues
The thing I love most about photography is the intimacy of it all. In stillness I’m able to witness a ripple in the water, a slight breeze in the grass, and the way the clouds continually shift with the wind tide. This series is in reverence to the languid blues that is often personified in a daydream, staring out the window, or laying in the grass. It is a testament to what lies behind watery eyes and a spaced out nature.
This set of three 8 x 12 inch Giclee fine art prints, is meant to symbolize what a witch once told me was the deep blue watery well of my heart.
The thing I love most about photography is the intimacy of it all. In stillness I’m able to witness a ripple in the water, a slight breeze in the grass, and the way the clouds continually shift with the wind tide. This series is in reverence to the languid blues that is often personified in a daydream, staring out the window, or laying in the grass. It is a testament to what lies behind watery eyes and a spaced out nature.
This set of three 8 x 12 inch Giclee fine art prints, is meant to symbolize what a witch once told me was the deep blue watery well of my heart.
The thing I love most about photography is the intimacy of it all. In stillness I’m able to witness a ripple in the water, a slight breeze in the grass, and the way the clouds continually shift with the wind tide. This series is in reverence to the languid blues that is often personified in a daydream, staring out the window, or laying in the grass. It is a testament to what lies behind watery eyes and a spaced out nature.
This set of three 8 x 12 inch Giclee fine art prints, is meant to symbolize what a witch once told me was the deep blue watery well of my heart.