Raven’s journey has been interwoven with humanity since the dawn of recorded time, embodied in art, myth and literature throughout the ages. Figures identifiable as Ravens or Crows appear in the Lascaux caves in Southern France, dating back 17,000 years. My journey photographing of Ravens began from the comfort of a warm car, and a thermos of hot cocoa. I watched a group of Ravens off in the distance, gliding effortlessly between towering fir trees. Not a care in the world. I had never taken any Raven photographs before, and was about to leave for home. But something . . . something about those Ravens called to me. Did I decide to come to them? Or did they decide to have me come over? I’m still not sure.