Ok, just to get this out of the way: Chill, a Christian reference isn’t going to kill you, my post-religion or atheist friends.
For those of us followers of Jesus, his remarkable story of birth, death and resurrection is everything. A massive act of love determined before his birth on this planet, a life-long mission carried out flawlessly, selflessly to bring love, grace and forgiveness to us all, to rend the fabric of our universe, break it open with love and cover us all with his sacrifice, is powerful.
Even if you want to enjoy it as metaphor. Humans have long told stories of death and rebirth. Stories meant to explain the seasons, comfort us as we bury our dead, describe the world around us and offer context where control or power is absent.
For me, I embrace the chance to do better, to start again, to shed past skins, to ask for grace, forgiveness, compassion, kindness from my God and from you. I offer it.
Becoming a declared professional photographer is my resurrection: the images an effort to view my world more closely, to see what I missed the first time. This blog, Diary of a Young Artist…at 55, will contain written musings alongside my visual musings, a wandering path of discovery and rebirth. We are all doing this work, in our own way. Let’s be creative together.