Remembering Heat


Tonight, as the temperature plummets, I'm trying to remember how heat feels.  Not the kind that comes out of your radiator, or even cozily radiates from your fireplace; but the kind that surrounds you and saturates you, so that your whole being slows down to accommodate it's weight. That was the day I took this shot in Miami. And I remember momentarily escaping the overly air-conditioned studio I was working in to stroll in it. Now if I could just crawl in there now

© Meryl Salzinger Photography 2016