As an artist, to me the most compelling reason to "practice" an art form is what we gain personally in the exploration. I would say my best work is not my best images but the time spent meandering and doodling and searching and finding nothing. Why? Because it's in these very gaps in our journey that shape us, and fine tune our eyes and spirit. In other words, my best work comes when I least expect it when I am looking for something and find something else entirely. Contemplative photographers would call this "fresh perception". So with that our latest playlist is somewhat abstract yet delicate, lost and not quite found: