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The Best Of Days

10/5/2020

Things moving fast enough for you, yet?

I recently read a quote attributed to Lenin that basically went, “There are decades where nothing happens; and there are weeks where decades happen”. It must be quoted often lately, because when I hit the Google to get it correct it flew right to the top of the list. For many, 2020 in general has felt this way; too much, too fast. Of course, as I’ve alluded to here before, 2020 was set up by populist lamentations it’s been too much too fast for years.

History happens because people get used to certain things, and then something happens that changes those things. Something in society, or economics, or technology. And then everything shifts, often violently. We have all of that happening at the same time.

Chill, baby. It’s been obvious for some time, and nobody is stoppin’ it, no matter how reactive, luddite, or xenophobic anyone behaves. Cultivate mellow; go with it.

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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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