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Holly Hanson
Student, photographer and professional goofball. The arts are my passion, but my passions don't pay for college. All in good fun. Archives
November 2016
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By Holly Hanson
I spent the evening of the 2016 super moon hiding in a darkened cemetery with my mother, my camera, my tripod and defiantly my courage, although maybe not my wits. The ground was uncomfortably uneven and felt as though it was gravel instead of dirt. I myself was uncomfortable in the given scenery but my mother was right, there was no better view than from the secluded spot outside an old church. AS the sun set, the moon rose into the sky and the feeling in my fingers slipped away with every photo I snapped. I'm not certain how to approach editing these shits, but here are a few of my favorite so far. I will post moe as I continue the long haul of editing the nearly 200+ photos . The photo of the tree is my personal favorite shot I've ever taken.
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Holly Hanson
Student, photographer and professional goofball. The arts are my passion, but my passions don't pay for college. All in good fun. Archives
November 2016
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