The light is strong now and the wind is still. Everything in the world in front of me is sharp and quiet, just for a moment. I see a familiar scene, usually barely worthy of note. In this moment, I see it far more clearly. Why this happens when it does is beyond me.
I know that I am inclined toward the common, the unremarkable, the stuff we don’t usually notice; I know this about my eyes. And yet I still notice that I am surprised to be struck all of a sudden by an unexpected composition in the least likely spot.
When I am quiet or moving slowly, I am more likely to notice; when circumstances allow, I am able capture what I have been given to see. Sometimes the camera is an after-thought; sometimes, I’ve been searching for something to shoot. In either case, the moment is mine.
I've been doing this for years, it's become part of who I am. When it works well, it becomes something that I can share. And that's important.