He was somewhere else. Someone else. I asked his mother, "Who is he?" His mother replied. "Spiderman"
The power of photographs when you don't know how to take them.
Dramatic stillness. Is he a dancer? a poet? a writer? a filmmaker?
A ride in the bus. Perfect stillness. Perfect moment.
A moment of stillness that enters into the body and enters into the soul....and will stay there forever.
