Damon and I spent most of the afternoon taking wintery pictures of the forest. But as soon as twilight began to set in, I started setting up the equipment I brought with me. Boxes with wires, lights, and other things. Damon walked around and took pictures of the forest for a while longer, but when there was too little light, he came back over and stood to the side, just watching me.
I eye the installation I’ve set up. It’s not perfect, but it’s good enough. At least for now. I set up my camera, playing with the settings a little. Then I step back. This will have to do. It would have been better if I had more time to prepare, but I don’t.
“What are you doing?” Damon steps closer, looking at the installation.
“It’s a... thing.” I shrug. How the hell do I explain what I’m making without ad
