A photograph is a moment of our time in life, a brief slice of
happening. It’s the capturing of a memory, holding far more detail than
we can ever comprehend…the way the light looked, the way it felt to be
there. Sometimes, if the photograph is good enough, you can smell the
air, feel it along your skin.
You can look at a good photograph and feel it come alive, the image
dancing into a mirage of your memories – are they real? are they fact? –
blurring the lines between what is my remembering and what is yours,
what is a dream and what is your own reality.
I’ve been here before…or have I? (...)
Jamie Beck (one of my favorite contemporary photographers
