The other day I was lying on my sofa, deep into the book I was reading when I glanced up and became somewhat entranced by the smoke rising and swirling from my incense stick.
Two days later, at a ridiculously early hour to ensure proper darkness and having jury-rigged a black backdrop using a tuareg headscarf, I placed my incense stick over a light tablet and started taking photos. And I am really pleased with the results, to the point I had so many interesting images it was hard to choose what to edit and show.
Minimally edited, mostly around the cropping.
Oh, and I took a photo of the moon, handheld, through my apartment window.
