a faulty photograph, unprocessed.

it looks like a war land, which it is not. It is peaceful, but abandoned. Abandoned land next to whole fields and tall trees.

The shadow of a human being- me, I. I am there, photographing it. And it is unabandoned in that period, for it was 'my' muse.

The distaste of barren things.

More than the barrenness of the tree, i wanted to capture the distaste of it. Somehow the color of the tree was so catchy that i had spend a good amount of time photographing it alone.

We are all, at times left alone, at a loss of color, of anything attractive. At the peak of it, we grow character. We are the most raw and free.

Disconnect

I am impressed by this photo because of how fake, yet, attractive it appears. It was a camera dysfunction before i actually learned how to use it properly at night with all its modes. But I'll be honest, the slow shutter, the lights and my unstable hands did great justice to it.