On Grafton Street (M.A. Reilly, Dublin, 2008) |
Knowing is embodied.
Say it.
I feel this each time I lift my Nikon and connect with a subject.
I hear the shutter rotate, sound.
I feel my fingers sliding and turning knobs in order to to set the aperture, shutter speed and ISO--to set the conditions for what I think I want.
My camera has heft.
It weighs.
Surfacing (M.A. Reilly, Tuscany, 2009) |
It is a good ache. A necessary ache.
A knowing ache.
I feel the weight of body when I look down and wonder where that bruise now forming on my shin first happened.
Etta And Butch Go For A Ride (M.A. Reilly, NYC, 2010) |
I can make the image without taking it.
Art guides and (in)forms my teaching. It helps me to remember that we are more than big heads on parade.
Far more.
Be for Me, Like Rain (M.A. Reilly, NYC, 2010) |
The Ordinary (M.A. Reilly, Teaneck, NJ, 2013) |
Moonrise Over Atlantic (M.A. Reilly, Rockport, Maine, 2012) |
Watching (M.A. Reilly, Newburgh, NY, 2011) |
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