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June 20th, 20166/20/2016 This week I will be traveling to Seattle to visit family, so I may not be posting for a while. Meanwhile, these are a sampling of where I am now . . .
June 18th, 20166/18/2016 An image that fits with what a lot of us have been feeling this week.
I've been reading again about Edward Hopper's work. I like his work, and consciously or unconsciously I have been influenced by it in my own. He wasn't a "realist" exactly, but he didn't make pure abstractions either. That fits with my discomfort with "pure" photography. One characteristic of photographs that some celebrate is the camera's showing everything there, all the details. I find that that sometimes hides what I find interesting in an image--thus my attempts to get beyond the "pure" photograph to what it can reveal about the world around us, and this requires something other than just showing . . . June 17th, 20166/17/2016 Another day, a different version
Basho: "Very brief: gleam of blossoms in the treetops on a moonlight night." June 16th, 20166/16/2016 Wordsworth wrote: "getting and spending, we lay waste our powers". Better to use those powers
to look and really see, to listen and really hear: as demonstrated in this haiku from Buson: "Listening to the moon, gazing at the croaking of frogs in a field of ripe rice. " (tr, Robert Hass) June 13th, 20166/13/2016 This housing complex is newly built in my neighborhood. It is so simple, clear, characterless, sterile. I couldn't help think of it as comparable to the mind of someone who could engage in an act like the one in Orlando: simple answers, unnuanced, slogans as responses to questions of meaning and value. Turned inward, having a hopelessly narrowed view of what is. And where does one go, if one lives in this world?
June 06th, 20166/6/2016 Eydis Einarsdottir wrote: "As soon as I take out my camera I find that stillness within, that deep sense of peace that I crave every day . . . As I sit quietly looking through the viewfinder, my senses become heightened. The smell of the earth makes me feel grounded; the sound of the waves crashing or grass rustling in the wind . . . makes me feel so alive; and the vastness of what I see makes me feel expansive. This is what it is like to be in the Now, which is really just to be still in mind and body. My photographs . . . are not an attempt to capture one perfect image, but to capture the feeling I experience as I witness the things in front of me."
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