With sensing a bit of accomplishment in the field of photography, it is beginning to take a place for me in the world of creativity. I am beginning to see what I could not see before. This ability to relate to photography pools it into other arts, specifically, painting. Consequently, I am re-reading about and re-evaluating the works of Georgia O’Keeffe, and as an extrapolation, the life and works of Ansel Adams, both whom I admire as artists.

Their creative viewpoints resonate with my own. While I doubt I shall ever meet their productivity, or creativity, I can appreciate their work as individuals. What interests them interests me – looking at landscapes, parts of things, plants. The natural world in color and in black and white, both lush and sensuous, and stark and contrasting.

In particular, I like the fact they do not put people in their works. I cannot think of a single painting by O’Keeffe in which there is a person; few photographs by Adams include individuals. And that is not to say I do not enjoy images of people, but it is more likely I am not going to go out of my way to pursue then. People like Kirk Tuck and Vivian Maier are wonderful photographers, both of whom photograph people. Kirk works often in his studio, but also does street portraiture; Maier, on the other hand, was a street photographer at its finest.
I may at some point venture out to take pictures of the random person, but for now, the textures and colors of the world around me intrigue me enough to focus on them. And perhaps I shall begin painting again – my period of apprenticeship in photography may be ending.


Diggin the doorway shot.
That O’Keefe painting has a feeling of foreboding