It’s funny how when you look back at some of your earliest work you can only now grasp what it was you were trying to capture. Back then perhaps, it didn’t really mean to much to you as an image, yet there was some strange reason to hold on to it…a reason you couldn’t quite fully come to terms with.
Some images need time to incubate. This photo entitled “One Day in November” was one of those images for me. Does it evoke some kind of feeling of pensiveness, being alone, or is it more symbolic? I don’t know. But it is one that I have found myself coming back to to look at time and time again.
Photography is often one of those arts that can often contain an element of something that you just can’t quite put your finger on. Something that keeps us looking. Something that keeps us searching. That’s why it’s so great. And, the longer I do this, the more I realize there’s much more to discover, much more to figure out. But I have learned that it isn’t about cameras and not necessarily about sharp images.