Looking glass


It felt good to go bouldering again. It cost me 4 nice, big, open blisters. A worthwhile trade. It’s the first time I’m been bouldering since rolling my ankle pretty horribly after landing on a harness when I was back in VA. Although it still doesn’t have the full rotational mobility it used to (which is admittedly my fault for not being diligent with exercising it), it performed just fine during a couple of heels hooks.

And, in pictures, I’d found myself recently looking over some shots I’d taken a while back that I hadn’t taken the time to tweak until I was satisfied. A nice gritty black and white ended up being the best result to mix with the overt sexuality of the shot. I’m quite glad I went back to it.


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