Photos on a warmish winter afternoon

I take my painting seriously, photography is pure play. I don't pretend to know what I'm doing. I don't expect to get any credit for it. The images draw me, the colors, the shadows and the magic of being able to capture it in an instant. I wonder what will happen to photography in the future. All of my photos are on my computer. Old fashioned photos had negatives and prints. What will we have? I suspect that are going to disappear with electronic waste. A shame and a pity.

Hot and Sweaty Band Practice

I had nothing special in mind when I started. A few strokes of brilliant yellow and it started running away from me. It was band practice. The sounds, the colors, the lights and the feeling that it was vibrating at full tilt.