Photography can be a reflection of our state of mind at any given time. When we tie our eye to emotions, the visual landscape tends to follow.
I didn't shoot much last weekend. But when I did the terrifying news from London had just reached our family gathering. The Paris accord had been the obvious subject of conversation throughout the day—that idiot king and his enabling courtiers, steering the glass-eyed fool into whichever direction suits their agenda. Look, a squirrel!...stupid little man.
We had cake. The kids played.
The bleakness remained.