A vase and a serving dish, both glass, both transparent yet holding colour, both with shape and form and both reflecting light are subjects in the images presented here. Both glass structures are lenses, the vase, a lens revealing entire beauty of the flower held, the serving dish, a lens to the manna that soon will be eaten. The polished surface’s shape and form reflects light. So too does the interior of the glass. There’s that place where the glass in being shaped curves or twists receiving form. From that point within there’s reflection, a glint of light from within shining back. Analogy extends forward … what structures hold us that allow us to be seen? Would this be a home? Would this be a marriage? A vase holds the still-life flower, a living thing of beauty while beautiful. Moving past prime, dying, it is discarded. For us, we each have a rich, subtle life, one that few others really know well. Is friendship the vase-lens structure allowing for revelation of one’s subtle life? Something in this analogy is truth my mother understood. Her memory via her paintings prods me forward toward unraveling it.
Listening to Bruce Springsteen from the Tunnel of Love album – One Step Up; Bryan Ferry sings Just Like Tom Thumb’s Blues from Dylanesque. Amiina from the album Kurr provides a tonal, music box sound in Rugla. Rugla reminds of another ambient mix by Sigur Ros from the Takk album – Glosoli. Later, I’m listening to Last Thoughts on Woody Guthrie, thoughts Bob Dylan offers – The Bootleg Series, Vols. 1-3 (Rare and Unreleased) 1961-1991.
Quote to Inspire – “Photography is only intuition, a perpetual interrogation – everything except a stage set.” - Henri Cartier-Bresson – Photography Year 1975 – Life Library of Photography, page: 216
