I like photography.
Not snapshots.
Photographs. Intentional records of moments. Composed. Considered. Purposeful. A narrative contained within a quadrilateral space. Perhaps the narrative seems simple, but often there is more if you put a bit more thought into it.
Much of photography is about chasing light. Why else would we try to capture a sunrise, a sunset, or a full moon? We try to capture the color just right. Again, we find ourselves chasing light. Light is elusive. Ephemeral. The camera sees the world differently than the eye. And photo manipulation to create a beautiful fiction. Do I see it the same as you? Who’s version is real? Is either false?
It is almost never just a pretty picture. The more you consider it, the deeper the narrative becomes.