Some were newly photographed. Other shots were older. I chose seven as sufficiently mature to include. With their addition, I have forty pieces (or their digital equivalence, anyway). The ones under glass have a camera and tripod reflection. It wasn’t a big enough issue to warrant taking any frames apart.
A theme has emerged. I preferred to portray, when I had a steadier hand, decay and desolation. It isn’t always so hopeless, I have found. A world of forgotten worth, a junkyard or even a single antique is alive with residual energy.
For more, see the gallery here.