She ends up being photographed as well, as natural as the subjects from Asia and Africa.
In describing the people in my portfolio, a dear friend named Edith writes the following:
'A wonderful, exotic piece of wood, a hunk of wood from a tree that has not yet made my acquaintance, from a forest not yet discovered by man or woman, perhaps on a few colorful lizards, a slice of wood cut in an unusual way that exposes a grain pattern previously unseen except by a bolt of lightening that split it in that particular way back in 1837, a hunk of wood shaped around a burl produced by a temporary insect transplant...'
'Not just any piece of wonderful wood, you understand...'
Edith is describing someone else, yet her words come to mind in sharing my thoughts of Ebon.
It is my humble opinion that Edith would feel the same way.
By the way, Edith is a Certified Picture Framer and a link to her work is included here.
While of course my opinion is biased, her work nonetheless is exquisite.
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