A blog post I read recently got me to thinking about fotografi ~ the practice of which I immerse myself in, of late ~ as a sort of metaphor for life. Indeed, the art of fotografi lies in framing and focus, in addition to manipulating light. So much surrounds me ~ amazing beauty when viewed through a lense of frame and focus otherwise, somewhat chaotically composed, conceptual or visual noise.
Until recently I practised very simply ~ only the camera’s internal memory, which affords a very limited number of exposures ~ 24, I think. Focus within focus became routine. Constant consideration of focus becomes not a constraint, but a foundation or supporting structure for expression, spontaneity. And, thus we can truly become ourselves, [authenticity], when we stop focussing on what next. We can sink into our experiences, and express them, rather than collect them. Then, we exist within our aritistic expressions. Visual art, being a visual portrayal of the rendering artist.
And so, there’s certainly nothing wrong in experiencing new things, but perhaps we ever remember to sink our presence into each experience?
Friday, November 05, 2010
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