We are a group of 23 international photographers. Every week for a year, we will share an image from a moment in our own personal world as if we are sending virtual postcards to each other. I find the curating to be an extraordinary piece of the art itself; the images take on a life that seem to speak to each other as they flow from one to the next. A visual dialogue. However, the only person who sees our individual images ahead of time is the curator. She makes it downright magical.
Every. Single. Time.
Only January offers us a brilliant sun right through the front door window. We gloriously accept it, bathe in it…and then wince at all the dust. Better to just own it I suppose.
Winter Dust, Wisconsin
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Check out how this image fits beautifully with the other artists: Wish You Were Here.
