Photography isn’t something I do; it is something that I am

It’s funny how so many of us experience life.

We live. We die. We have one foot in front of the other. No fanfare. No pizazz. No fuss, no muss.

Quiet, steady, consistent, safe, predictable, and comfortable.

We believe what we were taught to believe without much deviation or divergence.

Life goes on.

We eat the same things. Watch the same movies. Travel to the same places. Wear the same clothes. Associate with the same friends.

Punch the same time clocks. Do the same work.

Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick- tock.

I don’t suspect that many, reading this, will totally understand that I experience life differently than most.

I experience it through a lens. Man and machine. Talent and technology. Nature and nurture.

Photography isn’t something I do; it is something that I am.

Photography and life are inexorably, inescapably, incontrovertibly one and the same.

The camera, in my world, is a bridge to another world, one of light, color, design.

I don’t use a camera to document but interpret life.

The camera helps me make sense of the world and my place in it.

With camera in hand, my life experiences are deepened, intensified, magnified, and heightened.

Cameras aren’t a distraction for me but a therapeutic and creative tool to narrow the scope of my attention on what I find lovely, poetic, beautiful, orderly, praiseworthy, attractive, pleasing, lyrical, appealing, and bewitching.



Jack Hollingsworth