Brevity is beautiful.
As is limitation, underexpression, and suggestion.
That's why I tumble.
What work looks like today:
baking, cooking, spreading, arranging, shooting,
bending light, reflecting light, rearranging,
musing, considering, again, rearranging, deciding.
Repeat, ten times over, for a slice of my day as photo intern at Food52.
Hearing, smelling, seeing, the rain fall this morning.
Walking on sunshine, or something like that.
New York in full bloom.
Long time, no selfie.
Hi, I’m Eunice, and I’m into flannel, cuffed jeans, high-tops, photography, sunlight, and reflections.
All of which are included in this above photo.
I miss me some green; I think it’s high time to get out of the city for a bit.
Golden hour shadows.
g r a i n
n e g a t i v e s p a c e
A tree fell on my house a few weeks ago.
At least we have plenty of firewood now.