Sunday, November 29, 2009

At the Edge of the River

This is a selection from a series of small studies I have been doing of the river's edge. These places can be six to ten feet under water at times, but not right now. The river's edge is like a lost place, an in-between place. I always have a residual dread of coming across something I don't want to see. Usually all I find are old fishing junk, other trash, and footprints, both human and animal.

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