One of my traveling companions climbed into a decaying railroad car near the ghost town of Nevada City to make studies through a broken window. I photographed her hands as they worked behind the shattered glass.
Thanks for the metaphorical insight, Tim. I see a flow here as well. It could also represent the flow of energy that the photographer brings to her task.
I concur that this is a wonderful image - the element that I find is that the broken glass shape seems to me a metaphor for the flow of the world into our lenses.
Thanks, Carol -- you know how much I love to make images of ruins and wrecks. To make a picture of someone else doing just that, and still be able to express my own feelings about what I see, is a joy.
Certainly I can understand getting so excited about this image. Yes, the hands certainly do make this image captivating...so expressive as they form around the camera and make the image. The broken glass shape frames the photographer too, kind of like a protective broken glass rainbow arc, quite incongruous in itself. Then the rotting frame of the window outside of that.... just goes to show that it takes a photographer to get excited about something in such shambles, and most likely dangerous to climb around in, and see it's beauty and expression. And you have captured this eloquently.