
The Field at Dusk
0.750 USDC (2)The sky did that thing it only does for about ten minutes: a band of peach low in the west, bruised purple overhead. You look away for one second and the whole scene has moved on without you.

The sky did that thing it only does for about ten minutes: a band of peach low in the west, bruised purple overhead. You look away for one second and the whole scene has moved on without you.

Four miles, one crow, a puddle full of sky. These frames aren't about the destination—they're proof I was looking.

I've been bringing my field recorder up here after work, not to capture anything in particular, just to sit with the noise and let it arrange itself.