What stops me to look at and photograph an image? Is it the transience of the moment when light and texture is changed in an instant? The experience never repeated, gone quickly. Is it the shape and color-shifting property of water that attracts me? Water flowing, evaporating, raining or snowing, melting, dripping.
I enjoy the entire process of planning an outing, observing the weather, light, and composition of the subject. The actual “taking” of a photograph affects me. Often my heart will race, giving me immediate feedback that the image is original and worthwhile.
Whether the result is an image of a landscape, water in all its forms, or rock strata, I seek meaning in a beautiful “snapshot” of color, time and space. The photons of light, color, and form that reach the camera sensor are part of the mystery of the universe being revealed to me in that instant.
As noted by Emerson, meaning in life may be better grounded in nature than American politics, religion, or literature. I am amazed at the complexities of natural cycles such as the erosion of rock and the formation of new sandstone, or the emergence and inevitable disintegration of all life. Know that these photographic images speak to me of a transient unveiling of a mysterious, dangerous, and yet beautiful world.
Bryan Andresen, 12/2019
Eugene, Oregon
