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Briefly Forever

9/10/2020

There’s irony that we use florals as a way of marking great events in our lives. Events we perceive as life changing. Events we INTEND to be life changing. And we mark them with magnificent florals at the peak of their brilliance with full knowledge that that brilliance will fade.

… so we’ll just buy more, right? Roses grow back. And life changing events are followed by more life changing events, often changing the outcomes of those events that passed before it. Ain’t no thing, just move on!

No … no … surely I misspeak (damn liberal). Roses grow back and may reinforce that life changing event, thus legitimizing an approach to life that is unchanging. An unbroken sense of ‘normal’. A worldview that is forever. A rose that sits sacrosanct in its vase to lamentations as the brilliance inevitably crumbles.

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I lapse into a wonderful Nicole Atkins song (click to follow the link).

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Curtis Hendricks

All my life I have had to learn to do things differently. To see the world differently.

Art attracted me from the beginning. Almost every home in the tiny farming village where I grew up had DaVinci’s ‘Last Supper’ on the wall. I would come across modern abstract art in magazines and be absolutely fascinated by the colors and techniques.

But there were no artists in my village. No one understood what modern art was. Or why it was. But there was an appreciation for photography.

I began shooting with a 1960 model Agfa rangefinder fixed-lens 35mm camera and learned to use darkroom techniques to finish my work. Graduating to a single lens reflex camera I worked primarily with Kodachrome. Digital photography opened a new world. The computer became the artboard I never had; the darkroom I could never afford. I discovered there would never be a camera or a lens that could capture what I saw in my head – that, I had to learn to create on my own.

I use the photograph the same way a painter uses a charcoal sketch – as a starting place. I squeeze out the unseen hiding between the pixels; the angels, the demons of my own imagination.

Light. Color. Darkness. Perspective. Introversion. Mystery. Love.

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