On a ferry en route to Martha's Vineyard, I looked up to see these black funnels standing boldly against the sky. What caught my eye were their stark forms, strong black and white shapes, and a repeating pattern. I also liked the diagonal line the funnels made. I took a number of shots, the rest of them showing a plain blue sky, no clouds. But I like the clouds because there's a subconscious implication of funnels/smoke from funnels. And there you have it: a totally weird and unmarketable photograph, but one that pleases me greatly! ©Carol Leigh
