You know how people form certain philosophies about their craft? I think I'm starting to do it too. Today I realized why I'm never satisfied with my pictures. It's because I know that they are all unfinished, part of a unending cycle of resurrection. This can't be "it." Everything before the picture was taken--the memories, images, and gestures that evoked emotion--specific moments of beauty and strangeness that caused me to take the picture, will remain. They will continue to inspire and move me because clicking the shutter isn't a remedy to this undeniable need to recreate something meaningful. I think that there are series of moments in a person's life that are all connected, where present moments trigger the past back to life. I suppose this is why I continue to push myself harder. Thinking this way is comforting. It's not about striving for perfection but is instead about struggling to achieve wholeness--being able to capture the different pieces that made this photograph come to being.
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