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.
4/2/22
I'm attracted to doors, windows, and chairs because they represent passages and where people are or have been. Most artists title their work. I don't because it causes the viewer to focus on the title and not the image. Most would title this "Blue Chair." But isn't that obvious? I hope this image is more than the blue chair. It should be about the isolation, the mystery of why or what this scene is about. Also, the disjoint of a metal modern chair with wooden tables. Old vs. new. The what, the why, the who, and even the when.
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