From my Shape and Form Collection.

In this collection, I like to play with perception. For example, we have all heard a version of the story of three people walking down a street together. At the end of the walk, when asked, the house painter could tell you the colors used to paint the homes, the mother could tell you which houses had children's toys in the front yard, and the car salesman could tell you who had new cars in the driveway. Or, something like that. I know this is true because, after a career of working as a hair colorist, I can always tell you the best and worst color jobs in a room after I leave it. But, I wouldn't know that I could unless you asked; and I have.

It is that last sentence above that intrigues me. In this image, Woodpile, I am playing with how I saw a pile of discarded, decaying boards in a dusty, open-ended barn on the side of a minor, rural road in the North Georgia mountains.