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Jon Cornwell

est. 1992

10,120 days on Earth

 

 I feel the day moving along my frame so I shoot in order to grasp what is going on. From people to landscape, from sad to happy. I shoot what I think will speak, not always loudest, but sometimes with a whisper. If you listen closely you can hear the shots; you can feel them; cold or warm; energetic or mellow. I find my myself here now with a sunrise, here now with another day. I shall move with it, and grow. I leave you with that.

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- Jon Cornwell

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