A photographer, I am —
Extremely aware of light.
Of the way light enters a scene and mixes with the shapes in the shot to create a statement in that moment. A mood perhaps. Maybe even a feeling.
If I am lucky.
And I know I am —
But a careful observer in the process. Know that my power lies, not in controlling the light —
But in collaborating with it.
The light is the source. The leader. The creator.
I pay attention and —
(I write today at 10,000 feet: I write in the spaces between the rivers of gold reflecting the September light.)