The power of the photograph to take the image of life beyond the grave, to give us something to hold onto when that which we hold the image of, no longer walks in the presence of all. The photographer then, must be a scientist of sorts, not a creator or resurrector, but an immortalizer.
“For those who watch our children
drift out to the hungry white waves of life depths,
while you cling to the pews in the ark
of safety singing Give me Jesus.
…And for the life that seeks to live in all of us…
And for those who will have to close their eyes in order for us to seRead more