playing with compositions
I’m not sure what ‘composition’ is, I only know what I like when I see it.
I know that I don’t necessarily trust “compositions” for they distort reality – create hyper-realism – and can turn the real into something that it is not.
Yet, there is also the contradictory allure of the compositional piece. That Buddhist moment of simplicity.
I don’t remotely pretend to know what makes a great compositional – especially in the age of digital photography, where a photo can be dramatically altered with the most basic of computer programs.
And, of course, compositions are highly subjective. One person’s art is another person’s “WTF is that?” moment.
But I do think – at least for me – finding those rare compositional moments is about slowing down – living in the very second – and staying there for a moment – almost like sitting still, seeing a very small part of the world, holding it in your hand. Before it is gone.