“The artist is a receptacle for the emotions
that come from all over the place:
from the sky, from the earth,
from a scrap of paper,
from a passing shape,
from a spider’s web.”
This graceful landing was hard won for that little spider. While doing my best as a photographer to preserve the experience of standing on the edge of a cliff, overlooking the Pacific Ocean with the Tillamook Lighthouse out at sea, and capturing the beautiful sunset… it was dancing in the wind, dangling several feet from a safe resting place, but slowly gaining web, getting closer and closer to the branch. I kept a close eye on it and was honored to bring to life it’s success in the final rays of day.
“We all walk in the dark and each of us must
learn to turn on his or her own light.”
Should be considered an important event, but in reality it is more humbling for me than any other form of self-expression I’ve conquered. The thought of sharing truly quite daunting, the legs of my voice weak at best, and yet I step to the challenge by sharing the moment I became a photographer.
It happened on June 9th, 2005… when intent became reality. I remember the moment that intent was verbalized clearly, I had just finished a delicious dinner of clam chowder & fresh seafood, while socializing and laughing upon the patio of Mo’s Restaurant in Cannon Beach, OR and the sun was almost done making a spectacular decent when the call came to me… I turned to my friends and unexpectedly said, ‘would you please excuse me, I need to go take an amazing photograph of our sunset?’ I don’t recall waiting for a response, in no time I was off the patio and my toes were in the sand. At precisely 8:56 pm I answered the call and my intent became this reality…
The significance of the event truly escaped me at the time, it was weeks, months, and years later that it became recognized in my mind as a birth. The writing of a blog sort of feels the same way to me. When I released the shutter, literally basking in the beauty of an amazing sunset, I didn’t think many would even notice if I did or did not live up to my word… I was doing it because something pulled me to it. It was an act of the heart. That night the call took up residence, a photographer was born, and since that day more realities have been created. Today the pull is to share my intent & the experiences that surround my captures, so therefore… I blog.