The miracle is everywhere. What is possible with me, is possible everywhere. Here being a part of everywhere, what I need to move is my ability to perceive. You can place roots in existence itself.
I am watching the very interesting documentary “The Salt of the Earth”, which is a play on the name of Brazilian born photographer Sebastiao Salgado, with “Salgado” meaning “salty” or “salted”.
I cannot resist, at this moment, the sense that what I try to do here is also to take photographs, but with my mind. I attempt to use language to convey pieces of ideas, bits, flashes of a deeper reality.
A photographer shows what exists, what can be seen, with the eyes. A thought workers shows what exists, what can be seen, with the mind. This, at any rate, is the ideal. Sometimes, of course, we are blind and simply lack the perspicacity to realize it. This is why all perceptions must be seen as contingent, and never final. We must always strive to open as many channels as possible, to allow the water of life to flow through.