"The carousel wheeled, a great back-drifting lunar dream, the horses thrusting, the music in-gasped after, while Mr. Cooger, as simple as shadows, as simple as light, as simple as time, got younger. And younger. And younger... By the pricking of my thumbs, something wicked this way comes." (Ray Bradbury, Something Wicked This Way Comes)
Three of these photos appear in Issue 122 of Black & White magazine.
© Karen Commings StreetWise Photography