I often train my camera on subjects that I find
around my house. A while back, as
example, I thought that the tomatoes I had just sliced were pretty. I dragged out my camera and captured a few
images on them. Not so long after that,
I took a series of photographs of a really cool storm-ball that my friend Kevin
gave me.
I am actually glad the storm-ball was not around me
during the 1970s. I suspect that the
storm-ball might have retarded my intellectual and emotional growth because I
would have hung around it all the time—poking my finger at it and watching the
electricity dance around.
“Oh…wow!” I would have said. Maybe only, “wow!”
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