…a story of ‘Liaisons Dangereuses’ set somewhere in mid 20th Century and I think so many viewers can identify with the images. Either through personal experience, a possibly bitter sweet romantic memory, or a sense of “There but for the grace of god…” :)
I don’t know if it’s simply distraction from fear that makes fear disperse, or if a creative endeavour can actually proactively dispel mental anguish and emotional turmoil. But by focusing on this little parallel fictional story involving setting my day to pictures, I was the least anxious guy in Paris!
Isn’t it interesting how we have come to accept being perpetually surrounded by advertising? We’re all just happily accepting the thousands of daily messages that tell us there is a ‘higher plain’ of existence…
Through the lens we can see our world framed. Framing corners of time and space to preserve them IS photography at its most magical. Discovering an accident of light or the fall of a shadow unplanned by man is to discover the beauty that IS all around you.