The Photographer

The camera does not lie. Different from our human perception, the camera just collects data.

This collection is not clouded by preformed conceptions and ideas which we have in our minds.

Our mind sees with predictive images, like the predictive text in on our smart phone screen.

The photographer is an artist and magician, a shaman who can see through the camera.

A shaman who makes the invisible visible. He cuts through the predictive perception by selecting which data and how the camera collects it.

A few weeks ago, I stayed at the camp next to the Slangkop lighthouse.  I went out to capture the Lighthouse against the beautiful sunset.

A group of photographers had gathered at the base of it to just take the sunset. I was wondering why they were so close to the lighthouse. They obviously did not, or did not want to see the image I had in mind.

It is the choice of the photographer what will be painted as an image in the mind of the viewer.

As a photographer, I love this magic. Playing with the rules of composition is playing with the mind of the viewer.

Hardness in the dark

We are growing on the outside like little leaves. Fresh juicy new green is bordering us.

The Leaves are a manifestation of the unfolding feminine. Shakti is constantly pushing outward creating and multiplying.

But there is hardness too. From the sunlight, water and CO2 the leaves are forming cells.

Under each leave hardened twigs from lignin cells are formed to hold it and carry it up.

This hardness gives direction and strength.

It is hidden in the dark not visible at first and it seems unimportant, dead and dry.

Along the hardness it carries the lifegiving water and nutrients up and the stems therefore give essence and direction.

This simple plant in the harsh coastal environment mirrors and expresses the basic principles of life.

Life as a constant dance and exchange between feminine and masculine.

In this dance, both are not taking from, but feeding each other and growing together.