Perhaps Orpheus is the patron saint of photographers –
only by not looking back
can he return to life.

To look back is to invite comparison,
is to insert images from other contexts between one's self and the present event.
By doing so one occupies the space of unfolding,
fragile with vital becoming – actuality's stream.
Western thought feels most at ease conquering, occupying, possessing.
We likely pursue this course to assure ourselves that things and events have meaning.
By possessing things we lend them sense.
Yet the more we succeed in distancing ourselves from things,
the better chance each thing has to acquire it's own authentic meaning.
The viewer must have the courage to inhabit this semantic no-man's land,
must seek to understand the image not so much through thought,
as through sensuality.