“In a dark time, the eye begins to see” - Theodore Roethke, American poet
I’ve always admired Roethke’s sentiment, and now that we’re living through a dark time, like everyone else, I’m putting that idea to the test. But what does that idea mean exactly? As a former journalist, I tend to take a critical look at my surroundings both in good times and in bad. In reviewing my Cerrado series images, I see what’s resonating with me now, and it’s not watching sea lions on Fisherman's Wharf—it’s what’s happening to my fellow citizens and our city.
To see clearly in a dark time, one must be willing to accept what they see, which is perhaps the biggest challenge of all. I recently posted a handful of images in a social media group where the idea is to share art we’re producing during the Pandemic. Unsurprisingly, on a spectrum of serious-to-joyful, joyful images are the most warmly received. Reassurance is the priority.
Unfortunately, reassurance is not what I’m seeing, feeling, or experiencing in the 47 square miles of my city. At least, not now. However, I aim to capture beauty everywhere, even if it highlights decay. This is an evolving story and I intend to evolve with it. Stay safe, friends.