Morning walk in a quiet world of trees

Out of boredom I crafted a small-ish Field Camera / Camera Obscura with a single lens and paper ground glass that I can shoot with my iPhone.

From the book "Into my darkness".

Simple and straightforward.

An abandonned old cemetery in the moutain. Autumn colors.

Goethe said "The soul that sees beauty may sometimes walk alone". I walked alone, in the hope of finding, if not beauty, something that would catch my eye. Updated from "An aimless walk a sunday morning in a dead city,"

It is hard for me to imagine people are actually living here. All I see is a desolated dirty hell hole. I don't see people, I don't see traffic, I don't even see a fucking stray cat or a bird. There is silence, there is no life, there are rotten derelict things.It is a ghost town.

I love heat. I'm never more happy than when temperature is 100. I love the sun, the sensation of heat on my skin. Maybe I should live permanently in a place like Death Valley. It's pretty boring from a photographer point of view, but at least climate is just right for me.

I hate the rain.

Confinement or no confinement? A dead city is a dead city. Walking here is like walking in a graveyard, tough without the feeling of being in a sacred place.

The world is full of invisible monsters. These are the monsters I see when I walk in the woods.