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Extraordinary or ordinary, we know that every experience is fleeting. Moments of true innocence so isolated and rare. Moments that I experience as absolute joy are often embedded with a soft grey line that recalls to me that familiar grain of the fear of loss. Sometimes I long to make that moment somehow more stone-like and solid, to preserve and remember.
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I think that what I felt on the beach this day were ideas, expressions, something from inside leaping outwards, something from outside leaping in..
I think your photographs are like poems, or songs – for me, there’s always a feeling of remembrance about them – and that twinge of melancholy which is vital.
That’s such an interesting thought, thanks Richard..I really like that image, glad it says that to you..
Bittersweet and beautiful–images, text and quote. Hope you keep photographing for a long time.
What a lovely thing to say, thankyou. I feel sure I will..
I think you’re spot-on here, and the quote as well speaks to many of the reasons I am drawn to photography more and more in my practice. There’s always a risk in getting caught up in nostalgia – dangerous ground, that – but I think to completely avoid this in your work, in favour of looking at ephemerality square in the face. The notion that the images can ‘sustain ideas’ is perfect for this, and for your work. WEll done!
Thanks Sydney, really appreciate your thoughts!
And actually they’ve been buzzing about my brain since..! I think you’re right about nostalgia.. it has its place I think, I love to look back..but yes you are right, being aware of ephemerality stops it from becoming a trap..maybe..to look all ways, forwards and back and also to the sides!
I love your narrative and images, Cath.
Pictures are rarely just pictures to me. I think there are so many layers of meaning that the maker puts in to them.
The ‘texture’ of place and ‘taste’ of the experience … It’s all here. Beautiful.
Thanks so much Karen.