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.
9/18/19
Created on September 18, 2019
I love the digital / internet era. The world wide web offers countless copyright-free images. One great source is the Library of Congress where I found the photo of the hanger. There are numerous sources for background textures. Sometime in the near future, I would like to do a body of work that fuses works from the LofC with textures. This image is graphic and organic at the same time and has a feeling of power.
9/17/19
November 28, 2018, 5:33:48 pm - Page, Arizona
I like the feeling of movement in this image and the partial lack of scale. Some major force shaped this land making it a visual spectacle. I also like how the image takes your eye on a journey from the lower-left corner, sweeping around to the top of the foreground rock formation, and onto the repeating shape in the top left background.
9/16/19
March 14, 2018, 5:36:12 pm - Guanajuarto, Mexico
This is not a composite but simply a straight-on shot of graffiti. I like the sense of depth and the feeling of movement and confusion. It also works in color but the black and white offers more mystery. Though this image has some order, it is still an abstract allowing each viewer their own interpretation.
9/4/19
March 15, 2018, 5:21:55 pm - San Miguel de Allende
We've seen a lot of these type of shots before. Like many, I'm a sucker for windows, doors, and walls especially if colorful, like this one, or lends itself to a strong black and white image. I appreciate the serendipitous aspect of the subject, where neighbors choose different colors to delineate their respected adjoining homes resulting in a cheerful happy place, much like San Miguel itself.
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