OUR LADY OF THE SILENT FOREST I came across her on a ramble through the woodland. She seemed to dissolve before my eyes, but there was no denying her presence. She no longer identified herself with the ways of this world yet her imprint remained in this forest and in the hearts of so many who had journeyed here. This Alterations Most True collection photograph is altered to suggest the way the scene faded, as if she and I were caught up between the world in the Kentucky wood.
What is your essential story of life? What is alive in you?