At Jim Brandenburg's gallery in downtown Ely, I stroll over the $1400 lithographs and glycees-on-canvas, a student, studying, and walk outside into the chilly autumn to take more pictures. Each shot is better, thanks to Brandenburg. Details, details, details. The tripod comes out of the trunk, and the notion that I must stay in one place, patiently, grips my plans as I head south toward the city. A photograph is not a moment. It is a study of evolution. I have to capture Darwin, not drama.