Photography . Architecture . Snow
Follow me and my friend, Amy Rubins, on a wintery drive along Saint Paul streets hunting for pieces of European style architecture.
January First , excerpt from poem by Octavio Paz
The doors of the year open, like the doors of language,
onto the unknown. Last night you said: tomorrow.
we must draw signs, sketch a landscape, hatch a plot on the unfolded page of paper and the day. Tomorrow we must invent, anew,
the reality of this world.
When I opened my eyes it was late. For a second of a second, I felt like the Aztec on the rock strewn peak, watching the cracks of horizons for the uncertain return of time.
No, the year came back. It filled the room, and my glances could almost touch it. Time without our help, had arranged in the same order as yesterday, the houses on the empty street, the snow on the houses, the silence on the snow.
You were beside me, and I saw you, like the snow, asleep among the appearances. Time, without your help, invents houses, streets, trees, sleeping women.
When you open your eyes we’ll walk, anew, among the hours and their inventions, and lingering among the appearances we’ll testify to time and its conjugations. We’ll open the doors of this day, and go into the unknown.
Photography Tip: Self-assignments are the best way to build one’s portfolio, practice techniques you need experience with, and exercise the creative mind. It’s important to build time into your photography schedule for art. One’s work may become stale by doing the same structured thing over and over. Take risks & photograph things you normally don’t. Have fun with it and give yourself permission to spend time and money on it. Afterall, it’s important.