If, as the critics say, Winslow Homer's paintings are all about conflict and solitude: crashing waves, starving man in lifeboat, solid woman staring at horizon, ravens attacking fox, and winter rocks...
I look at my photographs and they seem to be all about serenity and solitude: solid quiet studies of light and dark, rarely people, sometimes a heroic dog, architecture, travel, and food.
I look at my photographs and they seem to be all about serenity and solitude: solid quiet studies of light and dark, rarely people, sometimes a heroic dog, architecture, travel, and food.
