Individual existence
Imposed unity
Resonates deeply
Even in the seemingly mundane the echoes of eternity can be found.
“The self is a relation which relates itself to its own self, and in relating itself to its own self relates itself to another.” – Soren Kierkegaard
Entropic forces
Embedded metal bar
Human intervention
Cracks and imperfections hint at the ceaseless process of becoming and decay, a constant flux that underlies all existence.
“The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance.” – Aristotle
Vibrant colors
Rough texture
Light shadow play
Move beyond the surface of appearances and delve into the very heart of being.
“Color is not a quality of the object, but the way in which the invisible makes itself felt.” – Michel Henry
Mosaic of moments
Ceaseless dialogue
Water and land
Each frame captures a fleeting instant, yet collectively they suggest an eternal process.
“The world of immediate experience is a world of qualities, intensities, tensions, and rhythms.” – Maurice Natanson
Urban landscape
Fragment of history
Relic pregnant with meaning
The sign, with its promise of “building,” suggests a history of construction, of enterprise, of human endeavor.
“The meaning of a sign is the habits it involves.” – Charles Sanders Peirce
Light harnessed
Time captured
Creative impulse
In this act of seeing, we come to understand that photography is not just a way of capturing the world, but a way of capturing ourselves.
“The past is carried forward in the funded present.” – John Dewey
Ephemeral quality
A promise
A threat
Perhaps it is enough that the promise exists, a silent testament to the human desire for recognition, however fleeting.
“All watched over by machines of loving grace.” – Richard Brautigan
Serene scene
Autumnal foliage
Reflected glass surface
Engage with the world firsthand, rather than relying on secondhand accounts or abstract theories.
“Art is experience expressing itself.” – John Dewey
Rich tapestry
Concepts central
Inextricably intertwined
True reality is not captured by static concepts or fixed categories.
“The static is only a limit-case of the dynamic.” – Henri Bergson
Human ingenuity
Now writhes
Throes of decay
A monument to the relentless march of entropy as once vibrant colors have faded, replaced by the somber hues of corrosion.
“The wind whispers secrets to the chimes, and they sing songs of the sky.” – Unknown