2016-3-2 09:31 |
Griffin was my 12 year old Labradoodle who succumbed to lung cancer almost a year ago. Of course I would never forget him, but I wanted to take images of as many details of him that I could. I chose black and white for its simple and direct impact, like him.
He was my companion on thousands of miles of trails, of hundreds of swims in the lake, of millions of hours of voiceless communication. As he lay in his favourite spot on the couch, I knew that I had to take this last opportunity to, once again, study him as I had done so many times before with my lens. He passed away in this same spot 2 days later. I hope my photos portray his beauty, not only in his form but in feeling of how much I loved being close to him.
the head I loved to rub
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