As I continue in this craft –this art– of photography, I find myself lured to form and composition.
Skin and sand; concrete and clouds; light and texture; angles and curves; movement, momentum and the practice of patience and learning to sit still and see what is in front of oneself; how to let the camera become part of oneself; to see through the lens its limitations and capaciousness. I used to think that the human form was separate and distinct from all else, but I now think that it is simply what it is: a world as vast as the world in which it lives.