I tend to have a preference for nostalgia and for imagery that provokes questions: "Where does that road lead? This actually feels cold, hot, lonely, etc." With each shot I personally associate the sounds, smells, feelings, temperature, etc. Not everyone can or will connect with a photograph in this way. That is the beauty of this medium and what makes each photographer different. My only advice about photography is "Be in love with what you see." All images Copyright Bowman Gray 2018
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You may or may not believe this - but before you posted this, I wrote a poem called Waiting for My Real Life to Begin - I had no idea that there was a song - nor did I know who Colin Hay was. Anyway - there was a road called Brook Ferry Road - ca 1770's named so after Matthew Brooks - (aka Moravian so called Bruxe)and ended by what was once Stewert and/or Gentry Ferry). Matthew Brooks was one of the first Senators for NC too - I don't think Deb or Wes know this - but I think they are getting close with the land and deeds - oh and Brooks was also connected to Daniel Boone. Anyway - Brook Ferry - Brook Berry - how close can it get?
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