The Fall Fields of Ohio

One of the funny things about living in New York City and thinking that it’s the greatest place is that I’m still constantly jealous of photographers who live in the middle of nowhere and get to photograph that instead. The moment I step out of the car and onto my family farm back in Ohio, I’m ready to hit the fields with my camera. When I got home at the end of last month, my poor dad had to come out to the cornfield and accost me to get some attention. Of course it only took leaving to make me appreciate what I spent the first twenty-five years of my life surrounded by.

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