I am not generally a spontaneous photographer. At least not in the sense of photos that happen in less than 5 seconds of seeing something. I do tend to be spontaneous in the sense that I wander with little direct and rely on intuition frequently. But when I do spot something I tend to be patient and take my time figuring it out before photographing it. Sometimes this takes less than a minute; sometimes it takes more than several minutes. Part of this is because of the cameras I use – the Hasselblad, Nikon or the pinholes – but a big part of it because I like the semi-meditative approach of finding something and then dwelling on it a minute before recording my thoughts/experience by way of an image.
Stand together and let our art tell stories that last the ages. Now more than ever, hopefully we can find peace and a way to be effective in provoking positive human change. We as a global society will fall or stand together!
Perfection is the death of progress.
I once knew a man whose heart was big and open
Said he could see the beauty in us all.
Travel safely through the New Year.
….it can wait.
Early morning stroll off the beaten track.
Did you ever encounter someone with a really striking face. I’m not talking striking in the stereotypically beautiful way, but striking in that it has a lot of character. Maybe it is heavily scored by time or life, maybe it is scarred, maybe it is prominent structure… it made you stop and wonder about the story of the person behind the face. It also often makes you want to create a portrait of them. Anyway, I sometimes feel that way about trees.
……never asked to be freed.
Eyeryone is hiding and no-one makes a sound
Everyone has a heart and it’s calling for something
And we are all so sick and tired of seeing things as they are
Horses are just horses and their manes aren’t full of fire
And the fields are just fields and there is no Lord
And everyone is hidden and everyone is cruel
And there is no shortage of tyrants and no shortage of fools
And the little white shape dancing at the end of the light
Is just a wish that time can’t dissolve at all
Happy where the spirit is near
Happy where the livin’ is easy and the people are kind
A new state of mind
No need to escape from what is
Spirit at ease