i finally saw the birds. birds fly in circles, a lot, which gives you time to get your camera out. i hope you like the pictures. not always sure about what it means to play around with the contrast and colors of photographs. i'm not always sure how i feel about it. either way, i did it this time to varying degrees with the birds.
taking pictures of birds has sort of been a spiritual undertaking for me. there have been huge lessons in waiting and patience and trust. also makes me question the point in taking pictures: sometimes i become so obsessed with getting a picture of something beautiful, i forget that the thing i'm taking a picture of is beautiful. i don't like that. maybe that's why these pictures worked: i was walking down the street with two friends who i love, the sun was shining, i looked up and there were birds circling, i got my camera out and took the pictures. usually, this process looks more like me sitting outside, waiting for the birds, getting impatient and then going back in my room, seeing the birds from my window, running outside to miss the picture and repeating the process at least 5 times until i stop looking out the window and focus on watching six feet under. like i can't enjoy the birds, unless i can have the birds. keep them in a photograph. which is so human of me. taking pictures exposes this deep humanistic quality of wanting to have, consume, hold, eat and capture beauty, instead of just enjoying it without owning it.
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