Feb 14, "The Day of Love..." Love comes in many forms I guess one can say... There's the love of money, of which I would love to have a little... haha... there's the love of lovers, and the list could go on and on. I guess at this point in my life I would have to say my kids and grandkids are the love of my life. Then there's my what I call my art... other's may call it a waste of good time, but to me there's something more than just going out and shooting pictures of the sunrise/sunset or the landscapes. To me it's a rare love affair... when I pick my cameras up and go out to shoot I'm happy and it gives me something to look forward to… something to search for. I'm not sure how my work is looked at, but there's more to it than my just walking out on the beach or out on the pier and shooting. I try to put emotion in my work... I want the person looking at to feel the warmth of the morning sun, hear the cries of the gulls. Do I do it??... I don't know how others feel, but I feel something special each time I see a sunrise... I'm seeing something no one has ever seen or will ever see again and it's up to me to save the moment... Ya know maybe I am crazy… I don't know... but shooting and sharing my pictures helps me with when the night comes and everything is quite... I hate the nights...the darkness, the silence, the being alone.
So it’s my
mistress Photography I share my time with and share with you what she has shown me.
Call me crazy or 1000 other names… it doesn’t matter anymore for I feel like the Mad Potter of Biloxi, George Ohr that sometime my prints will be worth something... maybe only to my kids and close friends whom I’ve shared them with… but they will be of value… not ever value carries a dollar sign… some carries a memory and a love that’s gone.
