This is a place for my photographs to live that is more mine and less compromised than the other places that currently exist. It’s called Hymnal because I like to consider those photographs as small prayers or devotional songs. There will always be a photograph in these entries; sometimes there will be writing. The writing will not always be my own. I’ll add to the space when I feel like it. 

I’m working on a long-term project about three poems and poets, and one of the chambers of its heart is located in central Italy. All over Italy, the sky seems to explode with swallows at dusk. I feel sometimes like I could watch them forever. In this photograph they’re simply flitting to and from their home in a train station. 

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