Description Ah, the 9-1-1 moments in my photographer's life. They just keep coming! Last week I was out in my usual field, on the ground, rolling around this way and that, trying to get just the right angle. While doing that, I cought movement out of the corner of my eye. Oh-oh. Dark blue uniform. Short hair. Clean cut. Muscular. Oh crap. So I sat up and cheerfully said Hello! to the gentleman who continued to walk slowly and purposefully toward me. Oh crap. But as he got closer I saw, not a policeman's uniform, but the uniform of a Transit Authority. A bus driver. He introduced himself and proceeded to tell me that he and his passengers saw me out there so frequently that they could no longer stand not knowing what I was doing. Some of them thought I was a surveyor. The driver said no, I wasn't wearing anything orange or glowing green. Nor would a surveyor be likely to roll around on the ground. He was betting I was a wildlife photographer. I said no. After all, I was lying on the ground with my camera pointed at a dead weed, at a very macro range besides. So I pointed to the weed and said no, I was photographing dead plants. He looked at me strangely and said 'Oh.' I thought he might start slowly backing away. I really wish he would have. He made me miss the best sunrise I had seen in weeks.
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.