Today I began musing about what photography means to me. I have received more invitations to take portraits than I can keep up with, but I seem to shy away from them unless they're for my closest of companions. In trying to discern why I might do this, I looked over my body of work and realized that I use Photography as a way to speak without using words. I can explore so many facets of life behind the lens, things that are unspoken and sometimes even forbidden. I can discuss life, love, politics, religion, obsession... all without opening my mouth. Which, as some will attest to, is not a bad thing ;) I can explore myself and my place in the world with a tangible form of introspection. The emotional connection that I have with my images is not properly expressed in the words available to me. I am consistently surprised about which of my images speak to others and how they interpret their meanings based on their own personal experiences. Every individual is unique, no two experiences are the same.
I am currently preparing three submissions for a gallery. It was initially a struggle to decide which ones to submit for consideration, but I am fortunate enough to have a strong support system who were able to give me insight into which of my pieces were more likely to resonate with others. I am also blessed to have already sold all 3 pieces to wonderful, supportive people! I am very grateful for all the feedback, praise, suggestions, etc. I receive on my work. I am surprised at how objectively I can take criticism on something that feels like so much a part of me. I think that is because I have a constant desire to improve. To me, if you are not bettering yourself every day, you are as good as dead. Never, ever be satisfied with the status quo. Strive. Always Strive. Strive to be truly alive.
Window to the World One of the images I am submitting to the Clark Gallery.
