Portrait of the Photographer’s House and Tree
This is my own house in Seattle. I took it tonight from an unusual viewpoint: across the street. It’s amazing how rarely I look at the house from this point of view, considering that it’s maybe ten easy yards from places where I walk every day. The tree is ours, too. It’s the tallest on the block – some sort of non-native spruce, presumably planted by the original owner – and it’s surprisingly impressive from here. Surprising to me, anyway, because I rarely pay it much attention. And surprising, too, how little it took to see the ordinary as something new. Plus, there’s nothing like shooting at night for making the ordinary less so. I think the Close-to-Home workshop guys would approve.