He looked down at the river. Hundred's of feet below him it roared on and on and on. Hypnotized by each unique gush of water, he kept his gaze fixed upon it. The river was calling him, beckoning him to join. He wanted to dance with the water but little did he realize that the river still tumbled hundred's of feet below. Unconscious of the fact that he was inching his way forward, little by little, he grew closer and closer to the imposing danger. One last bit and he would be with the river forever.
This story literally jumped at me when I saw the bridge where I took this photo. I'm pretty happy with it. Granted, it's not perfect, but that's the fun in art - you can always excel!
This next photo is of Luke jumping in the air (duh). I called it "in my dreams I can fly". Luke and I took this photo partly because he needed something for a song he was putting up on Youtube and partly because I've been wanting to try something like this. I also used this photo as a start for a 52 week project that I'm doing. Basically I post a photo every week for 52 weeks (on flickr).
