What Is and What Appears To Be

" Om"

It is such a rush- a creative exhilaration that takes over and transforms my way of thinking from ordinary observation to seeing through the eyes of my camera. The whole world instantly changes and I begin to see things in a new reality. Suddenly, lines, shadows, colors, and light speak to me in a language that is silent and ethereal. Everywhere I direct my eyes there are endless possibilities waiting to be witnessed and captured. I am drawn to a corner where brick meets weathered wood. Shadows, light and color undulate ,dancing a once in lifetime performance. I find myself lost in a dimension that becomes intoxicating and it takes me a while to regain my ordinary way of seeing things (if that was ever the case to begin with.)

It isn’t often that I truly capture what my eye sees in its original vision. Out of 20 shots perhaps two or three will result in the reality I want to convey. Sometimes I surprise myself and discover something entirely different in an image than what I had originally envisioned.

What is it that we see day in and day out that becomes plain and ordinary, so much so that we begin to take it for granted? Is it a view out a window, the building across the street, our reflection in the mirror or the face of a loved one? How is it possible that we cannot see the sacred dance going on about us all the time? Is it possible our part in the dance is taken for granted? Do we not even know our very breath and heartbeat is in keeping with a holy tempo?