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DAWN BENKO
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One thing is indisputable, I’m not like other girls, and I’m okay with that. Some of the places, where I find inspiration and beauty most girls wouldn’t go near with a ten-foot mascara brush. That’s because they stink—the places, not the other girls. I love swamps. On any given summer day, you can find me in my chest waders, waist-deep in the murkiness. I don’t limit myself to swamps, but it is where I go for inspiration. There is no place that’s more alive and filled with beauty, if one allows herself to see it.

Therein was my problem for most of my life. I wanted to do nature and wildlife photography, but I’m a Jersey Girl and knew that I needed to live in a place of awe-inspiring beauty that is teeming with wildlife. Then one day I realized that I already did. That was the day I stopped looking and started seeing.

What is it that I see? I see the patterns as the wind blows ripples across the surface of the water. I see the subtle colors in the rocks. I see the textures in the wind-blown, winter grass. And yes, I see that water spider charging across the water toward me at 150 mph. Blech! Run away!

Hey, in some ways, I am like other girls.

Lately, I’ve been seeing the beauty in old and weatherworn structures. I see the patterns and textures and light.

So go ahead and check out my photography, and see what you can see.

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