Freedom in rebellion
It will take two hands to count the internal rules I broke today with this post. First, I went dumpster diving on my computer to retrieve this shot that I took over a month ago! (So, no, I didn't shoot today, yet.)
I had trashed this file because apparently there was way too much thinking happening the day I assessed this image as unworthy and thought there would be no use for it, ever. Now that I look at it again, aside from it fitting the theme, the flares remind me of the quilt patterns that often hang on the outside of barns. Their placement actually add to the subject and accentuate what would otherwise just be the side of a big, old barn.
Now that flares are allowed in my picture vocabulary, I am growing fond of their appearance. What was once taboo is opening a new world of artistic expression.
Feels very freeing to break the rules and even more freeing to let go of the rules all together.