The journey of a wildlife photographer from imagination to reality.
There’s an old joke I learned a while back. It goes like this: Think of your favorite animal (if you don’t get a favorite then you’re completely mad and probably thought of yourself); Now, imagine your second. Got it. See the animal. Running, flying, or roaring. Picture it if you will.
That is you. That is how you imagine yourself. An idealized self of sorts. Pretty funny, huh? How about the second one? Well . . . that’s how you imagine your ideal mate. And in this animal swells your deep undercurrents of lust. Funny. Funny. What are mine? My favorite is a Gorilla. The second, Wild Horses.
Gorilla + Horse. Any wildlife photographers seen that combo before?
