In compliance with my goal of posting the backlog of photos, here are some autumnish ones, dating back to the epic 2002. Basically, these are my first tries of running around with a camera that’s not a) film b) with one button.
Results varied greatly, but these aren’t too bad. Mostly because it’s hard to ruin autumn leaves.
We begin with a sad blurry boat. It gets easier, I promise. But not by much.
My subject matter hasn’t changed much. Which is, I suppose, partially comforting, and partially dreadful.
For me, anyway. In order to grow, one must branch out. Try something different.
Hello, sexy fence.
Hello, misguided focus.
Hello, epic background of vents.
Bye, visitor.
