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Only with a bunch of photographers could you ask in all seriousness, "Can I put pine needles and stuff in your hair? And do something with these branches?" and get enthusiastic compliance rather than an odd stare. Many thanks to @brianmkaiser for his help on this one! #614to419 (at Oak Openings Preserve, Toledo, OH)

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Thanks to the coordination efforts of @LittleCoal and @RobertWTobin, I had the opportunity this past weekend to travel to Toledo with #igerscolumbus for an #614to419 instameet with #igerstoledo who graciously showed us around their city. It was a day of new friends and new experiences. Shooting with a large group of people was a first for me as I am accustomed to taking my photos in solitude, so it was very exciting to be with a group of people who were not only eager to capture their own photos, but were equally committed to helping others achieve their vision, which often meant serving as models themselves. Including Jenna (@longjenna) who wore this beautiful scarf! (at Toledo, Ohio)

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This is the second photo in my "Ancients" series. The vision of the first photo was that of an Ancient Assyrian goddess, long forgotten by the humans from which she drew her power, wandering the streets of the Middle East. Given the oft-cited belief that immortal power is drawn from mortal faith, I questioned what would become of her. Here, we come across her a little while later. Still present but less ethereal, having witnessed the harsh realities of the modern age. Gone is the sadness at having been forgotten by man, woman and child. She no longer mourns their lack of faith, for she is far too busy trying to keep pace with the frenetic world in which she’s found herself. She gapes at humanity’s seeming inability to be still. Both man and machine are in a constant state of motion, and she cannot gather her thoughts. Though it is not in her nature, this inability to center has shrouded her in a veil of anxious suspicion from which she is desperately trying to break through. And because she cannot yet be seen, she cannot ask where she might find sanctuary from the unyielding commotion that is modern humanity.

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