KILL

I shifted my attention from the trees on the bank out my window down to the surface of the creek that flows by the studio. It empties out to a waterfall a short ways down so the stream goes by quickly, except in the driest months. The turbulence reveals the rock bed in facets, and the color changes with the weather. Rather than rendering the creek, I’m letting the creek show me how to work, trying in the process to capture an image of fleeting passage. Kill is the local term from the old Dutch for creek.