Memories Behind the Lens

Sometimes, what matters as much as the final shot are the moments that conceived it — the vision of a sea imagined by a blind man beside a highway, the volcano we climbed in a blizzard and its stones I kept for my father, the lone woman we canoed a day to reach just to share a matte. Here, I’ll share these miniature stories from around the planet that I’ve treasured ever since I pressed click.

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