Stations of the Cross

Stations of the Cross

I think this my best work to date. Which is strange as I can’t even say what was on my mind here. I mean . . .running along at 70 MPH on a country road and snapping pictures. The camera there, not a tool, not an end.

You could ask for worse moments.

And, incidentally, almost hitting one of those big slow farm things rolling along the side of the road at 5 miles an hour. Mormons, Muslims, Amish, the (gasp; sorry to swear) Republicans . . . one of those weird religious phantasms that believe food comes out of the ground instead of from supermarkets.

I think I envision it on canvas and large. (I’ll get to the EXIF data.) I can say it was my trusty and beloved Olympus 510 (my bestest friend after Sarah the Malefactorious Invincibus Eruptum) and the 14-45 at 14. (Weird: I have good optics for once in my life and you wouldn’t exactly notice.) IS on. I really didn’t have to process it much. I cropped a bit off the right side, slightly vignetted it for that old-timey flavor, used OnOne to make it huge and let it go.

The title is at least predicated on that massive tome of biblical fiction, filtered through Catholic logic. Nonsense? Most likely. I honestly have no idea, and am in no hurry to find out. Anyone willing to die and come back to tell me is entitled to a $50 gift card. Paid out of my pocket, which is seriously thin.

Anyway, while I’ll cross the street to avoid a “purist”, I’ll also admit to a certain satisfaction when it ain’t ‘Shopped to death.

I’m going to spend some time trying to figure this one out as I don’t really understand why it works. Here’s the real statement: can I pull this off again?

More words. (Less talky, more snappy . . .? It’s a quote from Lennie.) I do want to pull this off again. I’ve engaged a few models who are willing to be nailed to telephone poles. It’s strange and contentious; a camera? It offers a depiction of what is. A camera? Myth riding the intersection of reality and what we’re actually trying to say about the reality we live within.

Myths exist because we want to understand what’s around us.

So that we may influence reality to our benefit?

For whatever it may be worth, I’m guilty of being influenced here. It said Albert Pinkham Ryder to me.

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