Small Moons
There is darkness in the daylight. I’m constantly amazed at the sun here in LA, and how golden and powerful it is. Just yesterday coming back from a photoshoot looking at the light, like a painter’s pallette, how the gold crusted the objects of Malibu and surrounding the PCH. How even the fog, or can be colored that way, and how the skin tones of beach goers, and drivers’ alike are kissed by the sun. There is no damaged calm. No sentiments of honking horns, and impatient fools. We soak it in, and shudder at the thought that we could get used to it. Take it for granted.
In NY, my mother and brother and I went to Highline Park, there, it became relatively obvious just how NYers have an ability to soak it all in, the speed at which they walk through nature, through green, contrasted greatly with their subway platforms and crosswalks. The homeless often will tell you at how they marvel at everyone who walks by them, with a destination. With an agenda, with a purpose. Either out of jealousy, or want, or perceptions of superiority, it is strangely obvious to them that “civilized people” can’t just sit and soak it in.
In this stressful time, I find myself learning to relax, and let go of things. To control my thoughts and my actions, and taking this photograph of St. Louis, MO producer so engrossed with a phone call to someone far away, can’t even enjoy the sunshine completely. That even in the brightest of daylights, in the most obvious of obvious things, it goes unappreciated, and you have me photographing the contrast of that.
I love what I do, and I love the place we live in. It inspires, and captivates, and is so good for correct film exposure.
Siren Studios-Hollywood, CA
Rolleiflex 2.8E Schnieder-Krueznach 80mm Rollei Agfa Pan 25 120 film
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