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).

I set out to make a picture for my annual Christmas card. One thing led to another and this is what I came up with. I didn’t use it. But somehow, I think it kept my new cat from toppling the tree.

I am tentatively calling this Luck. So far, so good.

I made this to commemorate my very recent 50th birthday. It is open to interpretation.