A Photographer’s Journey

I still remember the brown leather bag in which my father kept his Canon and it’s lenses. That bag and it’s contents were filled with mystique. So much potential in metal and glass. The capacity to create, to move others, to speak the truth or build a fantasy. Art as creation.

What does it mean to paint with light? How do you see the world around you? From what perspective do you tell your story? Is it possible to tell another’s story through images, without sound and movement? What is beautiful?

I have always loved fashion and beauty and so photography was a natural progression of my dalliances in the arts. Keats wrote, “Truth is beauty, beauty truth. That is all ye know on earth and all ye need to know.” If I remember correctly, that line was from his poem “Ode to a Grecian Urn”. It’s a tragically beautiful poem describing two lovers emblazoned on the side of an urn. Their love for each other on their wedding day captured for the world to see, just as they reach for each other but have not yet touched. That moment, frozen in time, a picture, if you will. Ever longing, ever hoping, ever anticipating but never satisfied. Like I said, tragically beautiful. That’s how photography speaks to me, in frozen moments of truth and beauty.

My goal in this project is to create beautiful art. I hope that you follow me on this journey. I hope that you join me and that we can make beautiful art together.