February 15, 2017
Time. Pressed for time. Out of time. Time to get moving. However you slice it, time feels pretty intrusive this week and I don’t seem to be managing it well. Tonight it seemed like I had just gotten home and then it was time to call it a night, all in the blink of an eye. I don’t know where the time went! Then I remembered that this clock has a dead battery.
I stood on a chair for this one – I I wanted to catch it more straight-on, but still have the shadows play a fairly prominent role in the composition.