I’m beginning to feel like a practitioner of a new and makeshift form of genteel voodoo and each fresh photograph becomes a spell or incantation. In so many ways, photography is magical. It’s easy to get carried away by the process. I recently told someone (with a straight face) that I make photographs to ward off evil. I have not posted any pics in awhile. So I thought I’d start with some still life made in December and January (they are works in progress).