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New or newer..

Ruby Beach, March 2008

In trying to justify to the amount of typical romantic isolation in my work, I’ve been glossing over a great deal of aesthetic introspection in order to feel new or fresh, but it’s pretty hollow, and I’m not really fooling anyone. The concept of new as it relates to the landscape is suspicious at best, but I do like the idea of these trees stumbling over themselves to get out of my purple romantic notions.