Statement

To maintain a state. A detached state. At a distance, involved but far from altering a condition. Keeping a record of things. Watching how people interact, mingle and flow. How shapes erupt and then come back together.

Often these moments are strongest at awkward times, during a disappointment, or following a mistake. Do not forget to look then, see what is not always pretty: it is a familiar, subtle disappointment. Look at the awkwardness and think ‘It didn’t end up the way we thought it would. Life is not the way it is supposed to be.’

Over and over closing our eyes, we think, someone should have told us about this by now. But if we can stay in that detached state, and realize that what we see and perceive might make it clear: clear until you’re lying there, your life sagging away unplugged, until, you’re gone, a scrapbook with no ego.

Death is a funny thing. It’s coming closer and we can feel it. You know your mortal when you look at the old and imagine them young. So rest easy now, easy, stay focused. When everything coming in through the lens is buzzing and shiny and bleeding with color, make it less noisy: gray and flat, flat and gray. Always forgetting the contrast.

Now that it’s coming. Just around the corner. Stand back when everything is just a little off balance, not so perfect. But when you catch that light, trying to show the mistakes made in a life, over and over, swirling, lifting the eyepiece of the mind, rambling into a place that will finish with someone saying ‘it’s alright’ Look at the photograph, it’s not a portrait, it’s a condition, and realize that you are going to make it and that you are far from dead.