An Emptiness Unfinished

There are images you pull from your camera all the time that strike you as rubbish—digital garbage that you rarely hesitate to delete. But on occasion, with some, with this one, your sense of the image shifts. Unexpected connections to feelings emerge that give you pause, and you suddenly find yourself head over heels in a space where the image takes hold. You become its captive, a slave to its perfection. You struggle to reveal the depth you sense in its simplicity with growing frustration. You break from it repeatedly, pacing in an effort to free yourself, hearing only the scraping of your slippers against the floor. Finally you decide, drop it! Let it rest. Leave the ‘unveiling’ to the viewer. Admit that you’ll never express the emptiness you feel in this near-random photographic scrap. The emptiness here will always lay unfinished.