I’ve been thinking about “Trapped” for most of the month and had various iterations of this image in my head. One idea involved me cowering in the center of a ring of cameras. Another idea was to use a toy figure in the ring of cameras.

Then this idea came to me this morning, which is me looking out at a ring of waiting cameras. I have no place to hide and no where to run as I am surrounded. I’m trapped.

Sometimes, I feel I am trapped in this hobby called photography (with deadlines and lists to shoot). But only sometimes, most of the time it is a joy and brings peace to my soul.


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