This series of photographs is a concluding assignment for a class I participated in at the Sundance Gallery in Greenwood SC during March of 2012. The title, “Lines: leading and otherwise,” is intended to provide the viewer a vantage point from which to observe the images.
As children we are taught to color inside the lines. And, we spend a lifetime trying to learn when not to. If we’re lucky we reach old age knowing – at least sometimes – when we’re being fed a line. In the intervening years, verbally or not, consciously or not, we draw lines in the sand, as it were, and then dare anyone – even ourselves – to step over them.
For me, more than anything, lines are connectors. Sometimes they are difficult to see – like the bonds of love among people. Oftentimes, though, they are like those lines connecting towns on maps – the better the map the easier it is to plot one’s course. It is lines such as these – connecting lines – that run through a photograph. Like maps and relationships, too, some photographs are easier to read than others.
My interest in photography began almost before conscious memory. My dad always had a camera with him; there was nothing better than being his assistant. In the decades since I blissfully held the camera cover or fetched filters, photography has become a daily contemplative activity through which I explore the landscape of my life, a lens which helps define the path I tread.
I hope you enjoy identifying lines in these photographs. It is my wish that they inspire you to consider the lines running through your days.
|"Signs at Key Bridge"|
|"Along the Edge"|
|"Live Oak Allee"|
|"Funnel Web and Resident"|
|"Paper Wasp Curl"|
|"Rose in Profile"|
|"Clouds and Contrails"|
|"Words on the Page"|