DescriptionI like to get lost. On purpose. Especially out in the middle of nowhere. First I check my gas guage, then my cell phone for reception and battery strength, then I turn down the first dirt road I find. Gotta be a dirt road. There's always something interesting down a dirt road. On my last trip to Michigan's Upper Peninsula, or the 'UP' as it affectionatly known, I turned down one such road in the far western part of the UP. I was in mining country. So many families earned their living in the copper mines of the UP. In this little, lost museum there were beds with homemade quilts covering them. There were dishes on the table, which was covered by a crisp white table cloth. In the kitchen the sideboard was covered with bowls and spoons and other evidence of a meal in the midst of preparation. There were miner's helmets and lanterns hanging on the walls. Two wood stoves graced the kitchen. One room seemed to be utilitarian in nature. There was a sewing machine, balls of yarn in a large crock, racks of thread. And these. A man's Sunday coat and a pair of women's boots. Both appeared to have been freshly prepared for their next use. The sense of immediacy was so apparent. The whole little museum was like that. Prepared for the occupents to step in from the next room and greet me.
Brenda Leitow Member Since October 2009 Artist Statement Photography is one of the most essential things to a happy life, in my world. Every time I get out my camera I go out and bathe myself in light and color and line and texture... and everything in the world around me. Photography is a very emotional art for me. When I take photos in the rain, or in the morning dew, or when the light gets soft near sunset, or sharp at sunrise, the light creates such an atmosphere that I can almost feel the colors melting right into my being, creating their lasting impressions. My job as an artist is to capture colors, not always as I see them, but also how I imagine them to be. I manipulate light and color to my desire. It's rather like a prism, bending the light, showing color. Only as a photographer I bend the light less precisely, leaving some breathing space for the light to find its own path. The light creates itself in that way, taking away my control, and does amazing things with color that never even occurred to me to imagine.
If you wish to read more about me and my art, follow the link below. Linda Scott Galok has written a wonderful feature that showcases many pieces of my work and details what it's like for me to live with bipolar disorder.