The possibilities are endless.
Whenever I begin the editing process, I just fly ...
rarely do I venture through with a preconceived notion of how an image should look
but rather
an aim towards a feeling or some sort of emotional response to the moments
of being there.
This quote by Ansel Adams remains one of my favorites:
You don't make a photograph just with a camera.
You bring to the act of photography
all the pictures you have seen,
the books you have read,
the music you have heard,
the people you have loved.
Here's another fine one, from the great street photographer, Elliott Erwitt:
To me, photography is an art of observation.
It's about finding something interesting in an ordinary place ...
I've found it has little to do with the things you see
and everything to do with the way you see them.
When I stood next to this wall in my friend's garden, I literally had a gut reaction
to the armature of this vine. I'd only ever seen it during the leafy months
when it's so covered with greenery the exquisite structure is hidden.
I immediately loved how it showed its age, how carefully tended & tied to the wall it was,
how gnarled, twisted, interwoven and even fragile it looked [ but wasn't ] ...
and later, working through the edit, I realized my response was also sparked by
a longing for other gardens I've known, or tended, elsewhere in the world
that I probably won't ever see again.
The bottom photo was the first edit & was yesterday's post on Instagram. I thought
I was done. But for some unknown reason I just kept playing ...
With the addition of a 4th app, my perception jumped into another realm entirely
and suddenly two symmetrical versions have added to the story
in quite unexpected ways. Which, as it turns out, is
precisely in tune and apropos to my feelings about
that vine
on that wall
in that moment.
Memories can be fierce
even if they're buried and one hasn't thought of them in a long time.
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I wasn't going to write a new post until I finalized a fresh blog layout.
HA! so much for that idea.