David Hibbard

When I was seven, I spent a summer exploring the river bottomland of a rural farm. I have never forgotten that semi-wild place: the hiss and rush of water over cobbles; the sharp scent of nettles and blackberries thick on the banks; the tiger swallowtails flashing high in the open glades; the quiet pools reflecting the land-locked half of the world. It was a perfect schooling for someone who would eventually become a photographer of such wonders.

I am a writer and visual artist based in Menlo Park, California.


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