Constant Flux

     The morning that everything shut down, l walked out on my porch to find myself absorbed in the silence.  The effect of the silence was to bring me into the present moment keenly aware of the immediate sound of the palms in the breeze. I began photographing the flickering light and rustling of leaves.  Over the months that followed, this has come to represent for me the end of mindless activity, and the birth of a new way of life.  Time has revealed however, that there is movement in what seems like stillness. 

      With the confidence that comes from a background as a painter steeped in the formalist tradition of composition and color, I am able to explore the edges of these elements to find wonderful surprises, akin to what painters refer to as happy accidents.  Im using the lens as a painter would use a brush with the light being my pigment. The movement has produced work that recalls the painter, Twombly in the patterns created by my dance with the camera.

      I am driven by what I would refer to as a 'restless eye' that makes me curious, and constantly looking for these surprises. Tenuous balance creates a lovely tension. Unplanned juxtaposition of colors excite the senses. Combined with the desire to go deeper in understanding how the eye and mind are connected are paramount  to my exploration.

     "The key to feeling absolutely alive in your own skin lies in your ability to transform or channel your hardships and dark shadows into sensual energy."

~Lebo Grand

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