I don’t know if I’m taking great photographs, but I feel I’m taking good ones.
However, I believe I can create context that raises the value of a photograph.
The blog format, design, and broad nondual theme is part of the context of all the photos appearing in this blog!
Added to that is the way a specific photo is developed and presented. This one is in the form of a poster:
I pay as much attention to the context as to the photograph. I consider myself a writer who takes photographs. I feel some day I may stop taking photographs, but I don’t feel I’ll ever stop writing.
The creation sometimes wearies of itself, I feel, and I’m overcome by a delicious sadness.
When I feel I have lost my way,
I attend to what knows that.
What knows that is the way.
Photography requires an equanimous view. Something new is arising in the moment and I must see it and to be intimate with it by giving it its freedom to be what it is.
Only in intimacy with a subject can I capture it in a photograph in a way that could be beautiful to me. However, there is no guarantee I will come up with something beautiful or that even one other person will agree it has beauty.
I got intimate with the December glasswort. Here is the evidence I was active in sand, mostly on my knees or leaning on my side, photographing the plant, which is only about 8 inches in height, from many angles on a cold day:
Something within the plant’s structure is recognized and captured:
I look and see and look into what I see. The photograph pleases me and I had fun playing on the ground.
Why is there gravity in dreams?
Life in its various forms comes to me and chooses me. In that manner I am not living life at all — neither authentically nor synthetically — rather it is life that is living. Life is a verb. Life is life-ing.