natural history for boys
A candid portrait that speaks to me: It’s of Adam while he and his cousins were scrambling uphill from a musty riverbank, crossing the viaduct one-by-one like wary raccoons doing the rounds in a popular campground the middle of the night. Most of the time to my resigned frustration, he isn’t a willing (let alone rascally or playful) subject in front of a lens but somehow I caught him unawares, here. For those readers who still know things like books and libraries and enjoy pointless guessing games, his distracted countenance reminded me of a certain classic children’s storybook cover. I took him and the cousins into town for errands and yet felt far more like the tag-along. This location never occurred to me as a place to shoot, I came back more than once with a neutral density filter and wide angle lens before we headed back to Seattle. On a gloomy day it feels like a forbidden, mystical cavern with blocks of light illuminating the shadows (in this case, Adam’s face and some leaves in the center and on the margins). I like both the monochrome and color exposure. The black and white appeals to my momentarily classical sensibilities since he’s wearing a bright red superhero t-shirt.