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This weekend I took a road trip through some areas of scotland north of edinburgh… including loch lomond, stirling, crieff, dunkeld and perth. Even though there’s so much activity happening in edinburgh right now, it felt good to get out and see the countryside. From small farm backroads to tiny cobblestone alleyways hidden between buildings from the 18th century… the day was full of hidden surprises… and hidden beauty.

I love the city. I love its energy… its beat. I can’t help feel a sense of romance when I see a twinkling city skyline pressed against the dark of the night. It feels magical… but the countryside is not without its charms as well. The cool misty air at the foot of the scottish highlands… rolling grassy hills, blanketed in rich purple heather… dotted with countless grazing animals and weeping trees. The calm loch waters lazily lapping against rocky shorelines… nestled between distant peaks.

The city draws us together like a wanton mistress… with a ferver and heat at its lips. It pulses in our ears and burns at our tounge… consuming us in its embrace… invigorating our spirit but briefly… leaving us lifeless in its retreat. And the country beckons… like cool water to our lips… to calm and revive us… to remind us that we were not born from the concrete and block and piercing artifical light… that we came from the  wooded hills… from the windy plains… with grass and sand and rock at our feet. And so we breathe deep and slow… listening… quiet. And we feel… we wait… and leave again.

I’ve decided to undertake a small group photography project while I’m here in scotland… RandomThoughtShot. It’s a pretty simple project… challenging you to take something written… something random… and translate it into something visual. I want to keep the project pretty simple… and open to interpretation. And it’s open to anyone. Including you.

On August 29th, I will post 6 words/phrases/sayings/what have you on the RTS website. Take these words… take your camera… and shoot something. Then… I’ll want you to tell me why you shot what you did. Easy.

It’ll be fun.

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