I just reviewed my entries to the Terrabella Media call for entries. The theme was hands. My five choices displayed nicely on the screen. And I cried.
Photography does that because it evokes more than images and memories; it goes to my marrow where blood is made and to my soul where beliefs reside and my heart where emotion churn. When looking at images -- the five for this entry come from 2003, 1004, 2010 and 2016 -- my life of visuals goes by quickly like a flip book. The connections, old or renewed, remind me of the power of the photographic process as a compliment to the beauty of images. And when those strong senses of connection grab me, I feel emotions ranging from nostalgia to melancholy, joy to sorrow and most everything else in between.
My love affair with photography has given me a love affair with life.
