“Sometimes you don’t find the shot. The shot finds you.”
Rolling into December super strong with a shot I took a while ago. I went up Kollenberg after dusk with no idea what I’m gonna shoot. Just chasing that feeling of beeing outside, in the dark, walking around Kollenberg.
At first I thought nothing fancy to shoot but then the carved lines so perfect they looked like someone drew them.
Felt like each one leading into infinity.
So I took a shot.