One particular image struck me last night or this morning, I can’t remember which, but it depicts the entire act of making a photograph from the happening in front of the camera, following the image through the lens, bouncing off the mirror up to the prism, back through the view finder, into the eye of the photographer, through the dilated pupil, hitting the retna, rods and cones, along the optic nerve to the brain, neurons fire, ah ha moment! more neurons fire, muscles and tendons controlling the right index finger contract and release, there are no left handed cameras to my knowledge, and squeeze, click, bang, wow, the shutter opens, the aperture spins, the light enters, through the lenses, concave, convex, concave, bending, shrinking, focussing, hitting the sensitive material, we cannot yet assume it’s a digital camera, nor does it matter in this case, the shutter closes, everything goes dark again and a photograph is conceived! it’s exhausting, and to think it only took a few fractions of a second.

a photograph isn’t done until it has been looked at.

There’s a dragon in the darkroom.

new project to begin immediately, “In the Absence of Nothing,” a reflection of our state of being today.

life deserves greater appreciation, not to be recorded/reproduced/redistributed/re-anything by the camera, but instead through an all-encompassing understanding of the experience itself, becoming the basis for site specific photography; though photography all the same, existing within is a necessary and specific yearning for absolute comprehension of what it means to photograph - the uniqueness of this base art form linking us to the ever-present through the residual light of the moment of creation.