What makes a picture come alive? Why do some photographs remain in our consciousness, while others fall away? These are the questions I ask, as a photographer, in a world where the boundaries of well-crafted commercialism and fine art have blurred. I tell myself the seeing should be clear but not too obvious. Spending countless hours at my computer, I have to remind myself not to remain at the surface. Beautiful
prints are very seductive and can have considerable visual impact. I pause to remember art is not only an arrangement of form and content, but of responsibility and awareness, of visual impact and contemplation. Art is our affirmation that life is worth living, like Siskind’s ordinary rock that is full of life and charm, frozen in time, kept alive by human connection.