Years ago, as I worked to define my voice as a photographer as being beyond that of a simple landscape, this image helped me to begin the journey. Is it my best? No. In fact, years later, I would say it has no life. But it began mine, as it is now defined in photographic terms; I began seeing anew that day.
Because occasionally, we find a moment that helps us learn to think in different ways, to see in different tones. This image was the start of that exodus for me.