Rain, clouds, wind, cold, grey… the last few days of summer in Germany. Amazing what an influence a storm has on the moods of people and how clouds can reflect in the faces of humans. But for a photographer, clouds are a wonder, a moving painting of texture, a theater of light and shadow.
2 replies on “Day One Hundred Eighty One, July 22, 2011”
Hmmmn, sounds like we should all be looking a clouds through the eye of a photographer .
Ooh this looks like a Sailor Twain drawing