FINDING AND SEEING MYSELF
Just as Alister surrendered in the desert, I’ve been surrendering in flowers. I still remember those moments many years ago when I realized that photography (and especially flowers) was more than a random hobby and more than an exercise in technical correctness. It was in the field that all the external pressures of my own hamster wheel were quieted, actually silenced. My shoulders dropped, my breathing slowed and everything I stomped into the field with in my head evaporated. And, now, I know even more deeply how vital it is for me to continually see and find beauty and light. There is peace in the petals, calm in the curves and softness, and healing in the moments when I lose myself in the flow and the world disappears. Thank you, Alister, for expressing this so clearly and for the reminder.
As I truly read this book and recognized aspects of my own life, I recalled images that reflect my own quest for beauty and light as a way to dispel the darkness. In them I remember moments of letting go of any goal, creative or technical. I didn’t worry about what anyone would think of them. In each instance, I just let them be and become. I allowed them to express what my words could not and what my heart needed to heal and hope. Our stories are personal. Our images are often reflective of more than our subjects – enlightening without explanation.
When I allow the flow, that’s where I (and you) can see myself, in the moment. When I am in the flow, I create images that allow me to breathe. It’s about letting the images form rather than working to make them happen.