Just a Dream
Truthful Fiction
On a lazy afternoon I stood (gazing) atop of earth’s unique crustal fault: A spectral spectrum of colors enjoined the planet with the universe. Native dances ensued: I peed into the rain: An unflappably impressive building waved hello:
Miles Davis: “Sometimes it takes a long time to sound like yourself”.
We have always needed science and math problem solving to make creative executions: Problem solving: William Shakespeare: Searched for reliable prominence to print indelibly of indelible utilized chemical processes to create black ink with plentiful of Oak gall: Albrecht Dürer: Scoured and sourced from apothecaries and mines colorful producing pigments to paint colors: Miles Davis didn’t need the the chemical process to create: He merely needed his heart and ears to produce alchemic creative sounds: The link? Three geniuses made the imaginary real by mixing quantitative amounts of curiosity between their fingers: There is no art without science and math:
Cannon Street Station London
Miguel de Cervantes Saavedra and Miles Davis often come to mind while I imagine the dreamery that are my cameras’ place of perspective. Cervantes and Davis- -voices like no others: A permanence on this planet: They take you places that few can imagine until- -you listen as the language plays:
I have looked for a window into their lives- -I have delved into their spaces: I have taken a measurable account into their darkest and brightest lights: Their stories. It is not a journey for enlightenment: It is a mere place to live with inspiration: The result is not about finding a sound or challenging a windmill- -just a happy place.
When I think about photography, the photography of architecture and more…I often walk into the set of Bad Day at Black Rock: The desert captured in picturesque Panavision: The empowered din of tremors looms overhead: My mind roams into places experiencing a real life satori encased in a fictional reality. It allows me to trace my memories, my days that have become years:
Broad Museum: Los Angeles: Diller and Scofidio Architects
I have seen thousands of architectural designs posing: Posing for my camera: The hundreds of thousands of frames stilled in my light are about my heart: The images were made from ideas- -potions that became reality: Mathematical equations informed the mechanical science that is photography: Attached to the equations are dreams of dark and light fractions: Darkened streets, lighted colors- -Adventure of worthwhile dimensions awaits: I will never travel enough: I travel to realize dreams: I travel to see stories about realities: Dreamers live in reality to become: The camera attempts to make sense of what it sees: I follow.
Photography is a science and math problem: The camera lives within a single envelope of a story that opens in a single frame: The earth that lies below is an underground sanctuary: The stories that my camera sees above and beyond is where my captures live in panavision: a widened and wider view that my camera allows:
Imagine multiplying camera frames by the hundreds of thousands: They for my formats are inviting fantasies: The Tolkien kind- -The Lewis Carroll kind- -The Cervantes and more: The camera poses for the closeup, for my eyes: Miles Davis: “Sometimes it takes a long time to sound like yourself”.
Architect: Zaha Hadid: London Aquatics Center