Bare trees in spring, some rising from a trail that spontaneously wraps around either side.

A warm April afternoon at Giant City State Park of Illinois, USA. I was drawn to this scene by how the shadows fell so precisely on the path. The stark, unerring lines caught my attention, but offered no challenge when I returned home and asked why I found them so interesting.

Now, almost 3 years later, I realize my true sense of accomplishment lay in capturing the trail itself, formed by years of footfalls that, without reason, strayed from some trees and enveloped others. I imagine the iceberg that chiseled the massive bluffs being just as spontaneous and unpredictable – its variety mirrored in the whimsical path, upon which repetitive shadows offer a superficial faultlessness.

Minolta XG7
Minolta MD W.Rokkor-X 28mm f/2.8
Kodak TMAX – ISO 100