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Sunday, December 30, 2012
Rain music
We strive for perfection, but mistakes are often more fun. I was trying to take pictures of the rain drops on tree branches; the gloomy light required long exposures and I accidentally jostled the camera in the middle of one shot.
There were a few others that came out the way I wanted, correct but ordinary, and it was the mistake that I ended up keeping: triple exposed ghost branches with little white squiggles that for some reason remind me of notes and notations strung along three line musical staffs, like a song only the rain knows how to play.
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