Mute the sounds of a mega-city…

A thought I find interesting: to see a still image is putting the world on mute for a second. I don’t see it as a “pause”… only a “mute.”

The photograph, if done properly, continues to move and have life. There is dynamic composition and contrast and negative space and motion… all things that make an image anything but “still” in a frozen moment of time.

But it is a muted moment. Because when I see the images I make, I immediately am transported back to that place. I can move around the image and recall all the things going on.

Perhaps, maybe the way I perceive a photograph is slowed down time… not a frozen image. I can put myself here, passing this man… but when I see this image he is still walking by me, trying to figure out his camera and missing the world around him.

Or this image of a businessman sitting by the park where children and families play yet he toils at his work. I wonder if he is missing anything when he works.

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And then there are the images that had almost no sounds in the first place…

And then sounds of a different kind…

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Time is the only resource we cannot store up in banks or boxes or closets. So the ability to slow it down or make it last just a little longer before forgetting it is an extremely important thing to do.

Or at least it is for me.

“A second in relation to one’s life at the age of five has many less zeros after the decimal point than it does at twenty.” ~photographer Chris Weeks

…or twenty six, or forty six, or eighty six…

Stay tuned…
-Noah D.