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  • Why was I crawling through my neighbor’s bushes near sunset with my camera?
    I had heard the crackling of a large fire and went to see what was happening. The stillness of the pond captured my eye and I tiptoed through the brush.
    Later, when I downloaded the photographs, I thought about what I had been learning, about how to change the way one looks at things.
    Everything has seemed upside down these days, and so I turned the picture to fit the changes in life. Upside down, my neighbor’s house became an almost mirror. A world apart, more distant, and suggestive of an alternate reality.
    It was also the advice of someone who, by example, has been teaching me how to see another way.
    Part of learning is to practice seeing the world as someone else see it.
    Part of growing is finding your own ideas, even as you imitate and study someone else.
    Later, when it grew dark, I crept back to photograph the fire through the forest.
    I felt like a detective, or a thief, taking pictures.
    I had been taught about the beauty of the Creative Trespass
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