A guitar in a stage stand on a stone patio at Southern Village.  The play of light on the stone was fantastic and I couldn’t resist playing it up.

A little saturation and some grunging is all I did.  Cropping.  While I was sitting listening to the music and this concert, I felt devoid of creativity but set a goal of getting one shot to use, just one, it didn’t have to be good, but I have to get one image a day posted.

It truly is not the most important thing for me to create good images.  But I have to identify somehow with what I produce; the puppies-and-kittens thing is just not my vision of the world.  Any images I create must be what I feel about the world around me.  And it has to be fun.  And as usual, when I made this silent commitment to myself, I was able to start taking picture after picture, sometimes forgetting that there was a concert going on right in front of me with some of my favorite songs being sung.  Rock me mama like a wagon wheel, rock me mama any way you feel …