Fill the Frame

Rick Hunter Eats the Moon
Rick Hunter Eats the Moon

“Fill the frame.”

Anyone who ever asked Rick Hunter how to take a great shot heard those words.

“Fill the frame.”

His work, by definition, depicts a snapshot of time. Each shot has a story that extends far beyond the limits of those unfair perimeters of a frame.

A lone dog walking on a dry, cracked ground. A young charro peeking through his lasso. A jukebox touched by thousands of fingers. A faceless baseball player swinging in a dilapidated Cuban field.

Life explodes out of every single shot.

They are the parentheses that contain that single moment, but have evoked conversation and admiration beyond that flash of time.

There wasn’t a room in the world that could contain Rick . He was bigger, louder, and more vibrant than his earthly shell could contain. He was a flash of life exploding past of the perceived perimeters of limitation. He is a life that will continue to transcend the parentheses containing it.

I never asked Rick Hunter how to live a great life.

He taught me anyhow.

“Fill the Frame.”

“Fill the Frame.”

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