I don’t know about you, but I think it’s magical, or spiritually conceived, or the power of a universe beyond my comprehension, when something like this comes together in front of me – a convergence of nothing that makes shapes and colors and light and emotion – and I’m able to step outside myself, away from the pressures of taxes and elections and cat throw-up and bills – for a single moment, long enough to see what’s right in front of my face and pull the camera from the bag, as much as from my soul, and fire it up and compute the necessary exposure calculations just right and adjust the focus so’s I’ll not screw it up showing the wrong part, and keep the things inside the frame that aren’t supposed to be forgotten forever outside the frame, and pull it all together for that fraction of a second that snags the moment that says “I saw this and want to share it with you because I don’t really care if you think it’s important or not but it IS to me and I LIVE to infect just one of you with the magic of the thing I saw and captured and made you look at and share it’s vibration and energy too.
I can only hope that I can do this for the rest of my life without regard for whether it’s viewed or received or appreciated or paid for, because the honest truth is that I do it for myself – it’s a selfish and self-perpetuating indulgence that must satisfy me first, and then anyone else? … whatever. And if it wasn’t that, it would be in the service of a client, a paycheck, a meal and a bed – and that would ultimately compromise my process, and that, well… that, is just no longer on the table.
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