These photos were taken by Brian Kunz a month ago. I messed with them in Photoshop afterwards.
I love the simple poetry of black and white - how everything complicated can be pared down into hard edges and angles and shadows. I also have a secret love of power lines - dirty, sharp, and magnificent - power lines are ubiquitous, important, and mysterious all at once. Their presence can be linked to disease and industry. Their hum is nasal, constant, and something like a prayer.