For spring break I spent some time at home and took some shots around the house, of my chicken, and of a fire I made because fire is always something I enjoy photographing. There really wasn’t any rhyme or reason to my shots, but rather I was more interested in trying to tell a story through a photograph, like the scene of the fire, or the feeling I get when at home on a Sunday morning with my parents. For the chicken photos, it was warm out and our chicken was feeling pretty happy, so she wandered over to our door and hopped up – this was the first time the chicken had ever stepped inside the house. She was clearly pretty amused by the whole ordeal.
