The Surprising Beauty of Wilting Flowers
“Past Prime” — A Photo Collection
I stopped writing two decades ago. Period.
This cold, hard fact has bothered me recently.
I am enjoying discovering my writing from the 1990s and early 2000s, but if I enjoyed this avenue of expression, why did it suddenly stop? I feel that when a person writes profusely it is because they need to write; something needs to be expressed.
So what ‘need’ was left unsatisfied by my not writing?
Was I ‘less’ because I stopped writing?
Then I realized my flow of expression had changed. Photography became my words. The worlds that I created, by playing with depth of field and utilizing macro photography techniques, became my poems.
Every photograph was/is a statement.
“Past Prime” is a series of photographs that I created when I was in my forties. I realized I was getting older and still saw the beauty and worth in myself and the people around me. At the present moment, it seems absolutely ridiculous to imagine that I had this kind of dismissive thought.
