Above's a picture I snapped while walking with Sadie along the trail in Princeton. With a camera phone, the world always appears and appears photographic. Most of time, I try to resist the temptation to snap because I'm bothered by the frame's reduction, the lens' relative focus. But these frustrations point backward toward the assumption that the world can be seen without a modulating lens. That before the eye, the world is rendered, in itself as itself. But the eye, too, is a lens, though this is old news, and because the relative quality of a lens depends upon lightness and darkness, what is the picture other than another attempt to create for ourselves a landscape that has always in some way appeared before?