Revelation
Like a precious baubled ring, the carving becomes the clawed setting, the movement of light upon it the jewel.
In the late 1990's I had a breakdown that ultimately led me, through a journey that took me away from depression, to a new career in photography. What made all the grit of the dark days worthwhile was that I was left with something that felt like a pearl - a new way of seeing and interacting with things - more sensual, emotive and visual. These posts explore different ways of seeing and experiencing our world.
Like a precious baubled ring, the carving becomes the clawed setting, the movement of light upon it the jewel.
At the start of our work into portraits, I had no idea how this project would impact my understanding of portraiture, or the strong bonds it would form beyond my work, especially with Carole.
It’s been a wonderfully enriching journey. A journey without distance, without miles - a journey that explored the depths that a piece of art has to offer.
Every time I visit a building like this I’m gifted with new ways of seeing,
In our sunlit, beach-combed, selfie-world, it takes a little bravery to move into the shadows.
I’m safe behind the drip zone that determines the outer edge: an invisible wall that outlines the bubble I exist within.