The very nature of photography is slicing time. Photographs are based on exposure to light, be it film or sensor and usually lasting only a fraction of a second. But in that unique moment, magic is made, never to be repeated, for seasons change, expressions are different, and nothing is static. It’s just a click, but one of endless boundaries and imagination, pausing time, and never to be captured again.
January 30, 2008, 4:35:36 pm - Stanford, California
I feel motion when I look at this image - always moving, always flowing, never static, almost like a crowd of people. The lighting suggests an element of hierarchy.