Black and White Portraits

A flicker of the lens, a shutter in a box and light becomes storyteller shadow becomes shaman. enameled faces held fastened in a 5x8 frame fill the pages of albums, the carbon copied souls are kept like dried leaves pressed and flattened. they germinate through the years, growing in wisdom, the inanimate vapors yielding such a happy set of ghost. while black ink corrosively set upon phosphorus turns in it's elements speaking in still life a thousand words.