“The less doctored, the less patently crafted, the more naïve – the more authoritative a photograph is likely to be.”
-Susan Sontag, On Photography
The camera is my sketchbook, a daily journaling of glimpses, barely audible sighs, that are not articulate to consciousness. Journaling dreams, emotive thought, daily routine and meditations set time daily as routine. Working multiple disciplines hands on, I enjoy overlapping traditional media with experimental materials. Swift intuition congeals action with technologies or with the living world by sifting through the detritus of my childhood spent in woodlands, in lakes and on the seas shores.
My maternal Grandfather’s botany text book has an old gravure plate of woodlands. It is titled, “An excellent spot for study by outdoor classes.” This outdoors has been my passion in all I shoot. In these woodlands, I wade through the tenuous, fragility, vulnerability, transience, transformation, the unknown and the incomplete. Epigenetics’ triggers intuitive knowledge of generations; joy vigorously and authentically as the heliotrope of the plant, guides the works evolution. The deep artifacts of elegy to youth subsume connecting us to rhetorical poetic images of civilizations’ past. The numinous quality of Nature is mystifying.
Objectifying events of daily life reveal the multitude of meanings as never ending, never stagnating. Our vulnerability within this changing landscape is singular, yet, inexorability connected to all that have gone before us in numinous pursuit of living. “The beauty of the world and the courage it takes to survive in it,” a quote from Dorothea Lange, is a guiding premise.