04 February 2019
Taken in Camera+ and edited in Snapseed, Stackables and Pixlr.
Click onto image to enlarge. Let me know your response to this photomontage. Prints are available upon request.
The visual has become paramount to comprehend the value of my days. As I drift with intention and a sense that each day is a gift, that imagery challenges and steers how I live. And I know that nature’s artistry helps to fulfill my purpose.
Over decades I have emerged with a duty is to present how Mother Nature brings such genuine magnificence and omnipresence to each and every day, no matter where or how my time is spent. Sure its glorious to visit exotic places, but that’s not necessary to discover the unparalleled joy of a leaf’s difference from season to season, of the majesty of a sunrise and sunset.
Still, humans believe that they can see what is before them, the obvious that becomes a whole world to interpret through the seen. But it’s not that simple. Truly, noticing what is in one’s visual universe is a cultivated act of being. We spent an inordinate amount of time under-seeing.
It happens quickly as if it never did. That sudden realization, seeing a fragment of life that was always there yet unnoticed. It’s a common occurrence. You pass that way daily or occasionally, and do not notice a sign that signifies its placement, a tree that bends over the road, a building with a particular kind of architecture.
It reminds me of the photomontages that I am creating, and how double exposure is an apt example. To separate the images reveals what is hidden and re-imagined by the process. To make them brings a different patina to what already exists. To see the unseen allows for veils of the past to fade away.
This under-seeing is a human phenomenon, a trick of the eye, the mind, the brain. And then what changes to allow for this sighting that alluded us for so long? Over time do we become more aware, less aware or just who we are? Regardless, the surprise discovery seems to bring a moment of serendipitous joy, and realization of what we might be missing in our visual universe.
It becomes habit to glance over what is essential to sustain life, and to understand the need for balance between nature and human nature. We also underplay our abilities and gloss over our loss or lack of awareness.
When you become driven by the camera’s lens or the painter’s tools or the sculptor chisel, any means that gives significance to seeing, a world of inner and outer depth is revealed. That appearance becomes a way to continually develop and grow. It affects an entire way of being.
In the Lens section is an example of what I see and what I re-imagine from that sighting. On a late afternoon walk through a local botanical garden light gave dried seedpods a subtle glow. And as I pressed the shutter, I reinvented them into an image of a dazzling silvery grouping: the realization of twilight’s glow.
Clearly I’m trying to give nature a voice. That is, to act as a visual voice for her. We are so tiny within the wondrous natural universe. And yet our assault has been accumulative with great consequences. We take natural habitats, dump chemicals in the waterways, release carbon dioxide into our airwaves, drill in pristine lands, reduce the wild, bring invasive species to struggle our planet. The ramifications are steadily appearing, steering an unknown journey for life forward.
I ask myself: What happened to coexistence?