|On Grafton Street (M.A. Reilly, Dublin, 2008)|
Knowing is embodied.
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.
|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.
|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)|