Circle & Squares
Taken in the new shop of Owl Creek Supply, fka Owl Creek Handmade in January of 2019.
Taken in the new shop of Owl Creek Supply, fka Owl Creek Handmade in January of 2019.
This is a story of intention. A story of why. How I see it, there are two types of posts being shared right now, art and content.
Fog hung in the air as I crossed the Susquehanna headed to an undisclosed location in Harrisburg. After circling the well-lit blocks of historic Midtown for what felt like a small eternity, I found a spot to park. It was perfect. It had plenty of space and was the last spot behind a “no parking” sign, meaning I could pull right in. Behind me were the flickering orange lights of the Harvey Tailor Bridge, their effect magnified by the low hanging mist that clung to the river.
As implied at the end of the previous post, here are the black & white photos from my recent night trip into downtown Harrisburg.
I crept cautiously through the damp grass along the tree line following the dim calls of the huddled geese. I was only rocking a 28-70 on my A7M2 so I needed to be close. As I crossed the road the geese slowly materialized from a dense fog wall hugging the Conodiguinet Creek that sat behind them.
As I mentioned in my previous post, my brother and I headed out for a super moon scout. We stopped at various points along the