Structure and Form

Several years ago, walking in the park with my lab, Max, I found an antler drop.  It was the first one I ever found.  I remember staring at it for what felt like hours and then holding it, turning it, feeling it.  I felt the points.  I felt the roughness of where the antler detached.  I felt how the bone it is made of carries the balance of both smooth and rough texture.  I felt the strength of the antler and knew how it was unquestionable.  It’s just such a magnificent piece of nature that I was gifted to find.

It carries special memories for me b/c I found it with Max.  I decided to spend some time with it behind the lens to pull out the essence of the antler from my point of view.

I hope you enjoy the photographs.



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