We are a group of 23 international photographers. Now into our sophomore year, each week we 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.
It poured all weekend. But we sat in front the open window and the soft, humid air filled our lungs and curled our hair. The forest birds sung through the chaos–notes drifted through the raindrops, into the tiny holes in the screen, and filled our ears. And someone very lucky drew the ice cream cone card and made it to King Candy.
See how this image fits with all the other–fab connection this week! Check it: Wish You Were Here, Week 20.