July 15, 2016
The magazine LensWork requested submissions from readers for a book titled Seeing In Sixes. Each submission was to consist of exactly 6 photographs that worked together as a set or told a story. Fifty sets were to be selected and were to be published as a book in September. I was one of about 1200 individuals who submitted almost 2000 sets of 6 images. I was happily surprised to have 1 of the 2 sets I submitted selected to be included in the book. I cannot imagine a more meaningful recognition of my work.
My set presented 6 photographs of decaying, damaged leaves that had been buried by winter’s snow. What caught my interest at first was simply the detail and texture in each small scene. As the effort evolved, I began to see these leaves as metaphors for our troubled times. They served to remind me that all thing will pass given sufficient time and patience. I wrote a short poem to accompany the images expressing that idea and believe the combination of the poem and the images was stronger than either part. In some ways, since I simply do not write in this way, I took more pride in the poem than I did in the photographs since I spend so much time and energy with my photographs
The treachery of March
reveals winter’s ravage.
In its debris,
death and dissolution,
the turning of the wheel.
Hurrying by, carelessly, I see nothing.
Crouching deeply, on my knees, I discover the dark beauty of past stars.
Observing fearlessly, I realize the full truth of the turning wheel.