Quiet Sunday
By Scott Pugh
25 March 2008
On Sunday afternoon, with the sky outside bright and sunny, coming in through every open window, my girlfriend sat quietly purusing books while I tinkered away endlessly with my camera. Armed with a rubber band, some saran wrap, and lip gloss, I transformed my beautifully crisp lens into a smeared landscape of shadows and shapes. This is what happens at our house on a quiet Sunday afternoon.
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