Undulation Nation

Occasionally, I succumb to the urge to play with my images, to poke them around, to see what can be found.

The heck with what the photo is or was.

What can I make a picture, or a piece of a picture, be?

The reflective surface of water is a wonderful source for such explorations.

The other day in Woods Hole, moving back and forth, was a foam angel, flitting between reflected shadow and reflected light.


Pilings and railings became alchemized.


Snoopy, is that you?


What is that?


Is it a mermaid?


Undu early and undu-late….


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