This seems to be a long post,
so click "read more" if you wish to see all of it.I truly believe that life is a miracle.
It seems so unlikely and precious that any of us are here at all.
In my short time of boogy-ing my booty under the sweet sun of existence
I have had a few realizations.
It is easy to sleep walk through life.
It is much more pleasureable and significant to be awake and present for life.
As far as we know, we only go through this Life once.
Something else may come next, but it is not clear what it will be
or if there will be anything at all.
So what we have is moments and glimpses of what makes this life amazing.
We also have a fair number of glimpses of how we and others
can choose to degrade or cheapen our experience of aliveness.
What I am trying to do in my life and my art are a few things.
I am calling attention to my experience of being alive.
I am calling out to others to invite them to a celebration of life.
When I walk with my camera,
whether I take a picture or not,
I am more in tune with my surroundings.
I am fully awake in my body and my senses,
in rapt awe of whatever forms happen to exist around me.
I am like the child I was,
when I would lie on my belly
and peer through blades of grass
to watch the mini-world of ants and bugs
in the warmth of the summer sun.
I am in love with my macro lens.
It allows me to pull in close
and look at forms for the sheer beauty of them.
The camera reminds me to pause
and enjoy the sheer pleasure of sight.
I stop my sleep-walking
and view the world with eyes open for every-day miracles.