For the month of December, my dear, dear pal AmyMo has control of my camera. Every morning she sends a text with a subject to shoot that day. Like a kid on Christmas morning, I can’t wait to open the gift and play with the idea. A place in my home that I love? My bedside table. A dog’s nose? Fire?
This morning’s text: Santa. Feverish (I have a cold) and filled with dread, I girded and gathered myself to find suitable snapshot of Santa. While I didn’t make the image I had in my head, a disappointed drinking and smoking Santa, below three photos of Santas.
The fourth Santa is my pal AmyMo. Thank-you for the daily gifts, I hope you’re enjoying this project as much as I.
