I used to think of a photograph as a snapshot in time—a way to remember a particular person or event or place I visited. But I’ve learned over time a photograph can be so much more. This photo, which I named “The Reading Chair,” is a combination of two photos. I created it for a good friend. I’ve never considered myself an artist but as I worked on it I think I got a taste of how an artist must feel when creating a painting or a sculpture or a poem. It becomes a part of you.
One of the photos in The Reading Chair was taken in the kitchen of the Olsen Farm, a rural farmhouse near Rockport, Maine where Andrew Wyeth painted many of his famous works of art. The light in the house was amazing, I will never forget it! The second photo is a huge mural of classic books on a side of the parking garage for the Kansas City, Missouri Public Library. Trees that line the street cast shadows on the books in late afternoon, giving the whole thing an ethereal feel. There are so many things in this photo—the books, the chair, the window, the trees—that soothe my soul. If it ever touches or soothes another soul somewhere, the hopes I had when I took up photography are fulfilled.
Here’s another serene post from Eileen Critchley in Ohio.