“This is a couple of miles down the road on the cape from where Myrosha and I take our two children to swim in July. Often I seek this kind of lost place to work knowing well that it's easy to walk around a forgotten place. I knew the potential for nothing was here. My guard was down and that is when I discovered this tree. It's the opposite of trying too hard to find something. (This was from the Tupperware, paper towels soaked in water, plastic lens, 665 and clothes pins hanging negatives in the bathroom era of photography.)"