Thinking back of the people I have known who are photographers--persons who seek to capture in a picture what they see as the glory of a moment's most exquisite beauty--I find that these people are loners. They are people who are completely comfortable to stand alone. In fact, they prefer the company of their lens to any other company. Most of the time.
These photographers fearlessly capture dreams. Sometimes they do that despite their cameras.
There are days I have turned the dials and adjusted every possible measurement on my camera in the hopes of capturing what I see. Instead, I have captured some other reality. Usually, that is the world I have felt while looking at what I seem unable to report. That vast space between the heart and mind is the site of some very strange alchemy sometimes. So says the camera.
Some days, the camera insists on what is right and true and real. On these days, I wonder where I am. Nevertheless, the conversation is good and passionate and honest. And the colors manage to be warm.
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