where to start? it’s a strange undertaking, one which at times can border on almost obsession which of course is nearly always dangerous. the middle road is the best possibility but we humans can be prone to excess even at the best of times. 

it’s always difficult to somehow create the appropriate space to allow things to happen of their own accord which in essence is about a no mind position. this cannot be ‘dialled up’, it can only happen unto itself. to overcome inertia to begin is the important thing, dispelling the voice which gives reason not to. getting through that and proceeding anyway is what matters. the rest will then take care of itself. belief in one’s ability also helps a great deal.

and so to be in a chosen environment and simply begin.  there  can be so much visual information to begin but quickly one’s own way of ‘seeing’ emerges. an intention can begin, a thread that leads somewhere but more often than not things simply ‘appear’, that is to say they present. my way is to be as spontaneous as possible, endeavouring to respond as intuitively as possible.

as in this instance. I am in a lift and taking the shot against a mirrored surface because it presents even in such an unlikely place. and besides it’s fun. walking, stopping, looking, just getting the feel of one’s surroundings. it really does require a certain level of concentration. the way of cities. each time it becomes easier to understand, a little more is learnt. it is as if it is seen with fresh eyes.

we all learn from each other. how can something new be tried until we have awareness of the possibility. by endeavouring to let go, our own style can emerge unfettered by the tendency to draw comparisons with the work of others. to exist in a space of one’s own construction in such a way is priceless. it affords the opportunity to be in the world on one’s own terms. it is a beautiful way to be.

knowing when to stop is essential. at some point tiredness sets in. being able to concentrate goes out the window. suddenly nothing is working. time to stop. there is always a next time.

somewhere I heard the camera described as a sketch book. this has always appealed to me. instead of pencil and paper, the camera. a way to record moments in time as they happen. what possibilities. I think it is one of the most profound inventions ever devised by humans. it has revolutionized our view of the world and continues to do so in spite of the fact that so many of us now view the photograph as somewhat passe with the ever changing convenience of technology.

trev.