Mid-morning sunlight pours through the stained glass window and settles in the room like water in crystal bowl as I make a photograph of its pooling reflection on the church floor.
Weeks later, I read sad news of a gunman who used an automatic weapon to kill worshipers in a church. I retrieved the image of the stained glass and looked at it again, and dreamed about the victims.
Wounded, and grieving for those those who died, I made the image I call "Bullet of Faith."
Making a photograph, we want to share our powerful experiences. The camera used, where the photo was taken, and whether or not it was manipulated do not matter. The emotional truth does. As a photographer, to make original work, I want to touch a small river of truth in ways not wholly grasped in the past.
We hear debates about gear, sharpness and aesthetics. These fade. The photographs that last are the ones that hold true to our emotional truths, memories, associations and experiences. I want to improve my craft, yet if I insist upon owning new gear or on comparing my work to others, I become colorless. Seeking to be a more compelling and vibrant visual creator, I first must learn to pay close attention to experience.
Text and Photograph by Jim Austin Jimages