What with cold rain and snow blowing outside, and the darkness still upon us, the focus at photography class turned to the abstract. Now I don’t think I have an abstract bone in my body. I like my art to be….well, not abstract. Not totally abstract anyway. I want my stories to have a plot and my movies to make sense. Unless there’s been lots of Evans William Kentucky Bourbon involved I think my conversation is generally comprehendible, too.
That said, I did get a little closer to a few random objects than normal with a view to at least trying.