Quiet fragments of time...split second images that cause one to pause. To contemplate the beauty found in the ordinary... A crumbling staircase, a small house bathed in sunlight... Closer to home... a few objects on a table, reflections in a window
Instances when time and space are suspended. The noise and confusion of daily life falls away And ordinary images radiate with an ethereal beauty.
I stop...look and must paint the poetry of the moment before the magic fades.