The last two years it seems I spend a great deal of time apologizing for failing to do what I needed to get done.
I probably sound like a broken record and am getting very tired of my health issues getting in the way of chasing my art. This is the 4th photoshoot in 2024 and I was not in the best of places health wise.
No there is not much drama or color, but I think it speaks to a human emotional place strongly. Maybe?
In the end what an artist intends doesn't matter so much as to what is perceived by the viewer. I speak a language of emotions with color, form and line. Does it speak something to your heart?
To quote the master of light himself, Ansel Adams: “When words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence.”
My goal is communicating how I feel in visual terms. To show what I saw maters little to me. I leave what is seen to be captured by better photographers than me only trying to catch the soul of what creation speaks before me.
What is the most alone you ever felt? The deepest grief you experienced. Feelings are never good or bad. We do ourselves a horrible disservice when we ignore them. In them is the grist of what it means to be human. How can one value to laughter of friendship, the hug of your grandmother, if one never knows what it means to lose those things.
Death shouldn't make us fear the afterlife, rather make us realize how precious the gift of life is today. The kingdom of heaven is at hand and if we haven't realized it here in this world, I doubt we will find it in the next.
Such is the drive of snow and winter into the depths of heart and philosophical musing.
Your wordsmith skills in today’s post match your soul touching photographs.