“Look at the stars. Look how they shine for you” – Coldplay
Yesterday, I found myself swimming in stars, shooting yellow daisies on Stone Mountain.
Not a bad way to pass the afternoon with a friend, learning more about how to see and shoot and set free what is discovered.
Turning each experience into something beautiful seems to be my lens’ purpose. My poetry. Wherever I am, whatever the “goal,” light becomes what I capture.
Shooting mindfully, without purpose. Expressing passionately the things we can’t hear until we see them through our cameras. Giving over to the creative, the voice.
That’s my best advice to anyone asking how or why and when I decided images like these would be my journey through this visual medium.
It’s so similar to how I write, only more freeing.
I hear regularly now, “I’ve never seen anyone shoot like that.”
These aren’t our “lines” we draw.
Yes, captures await; curve, shadow, hue. But technique and perfection fall away. At least they should, as others view our stolen moments. As we beguile with our dreams.
Windows of hope open; others follow us through.
We are changed together.
So from yesterday, blessed to be shooting magic with my good friend Olin Bachelor, I share these snippets from our brilliant, yellow dream…