a photograph by Alazanto, Kevin Davis, our son
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Another great picture from a great talent
Christine
Interesting it looks like a loaf of bread!
What strikes me, is that Kevin is still so very much alive in his photos.
Amazing – the past comes alive in this, as though the tools were sharpened just today.
This is fascinating!