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|lily of the valley|
Once I got over the excitement, I was bummed that my others were rejected. Which is foolishness I know. It's a holdover from paying my way through University on scholarships- focusing on being perfect. And being pissed off that I missed 2 answers on a test. I am working on it. Honest.Artist Statement:As a photographer I am always striving to capture not just an image but a story. A photograph shows a moment that can never be repeated but it is an echo of that moment only. Once the shutter is clicked that moment is lost. For me, when I read ‘One Art’ by Elizabeth Bishop speaks of how items are lost (objects, ideas, people) but each loss leaves an echo behind. A hole, if you will, that is the exact shape and size of the loss. The art of loss is not so much the acceptance of loss but the recognition of the echo it leaves in our lives, and in some cases, our souls. The echo can be fleeting- like a shadow in the distance or of longer duration like a boat slowly rotting on the shore. Life can viewed as a series of losses but we can take comfort in the echoes left behind until we too are lost.