The Journey Into Art (Thoughts)

I have read a lot about creativity and even tried to write about it myself.

I have concluded that talking about and writing about creativity is like walking around a well and only describing what is in it with the simple term "water"...

This afternoon the winds came strong off the mountains back onto the dunes, pushing them back out to the valley.

The constant back and forth of the morning and evening winds have kept these dunes stationary for thousands of years...

Virga are streaks of rain beneath a cloud, but the rain never reaches the ground. I've also heard it called dry rain. Until this plane flight I'd never seen virga from above. Not much of a cloud above the virga...

What is art to me?

This is a remarkably vital question. I have been a physician for over 34 years as of this writing.

What I carry into my art starts from the many years of observation I have practiced in medicine...

...when solitude, season, and sky, all come together in the right place and time, when I am in the right frame of mind. This instance was certainly not of my choosing. I was witness to a solitary moment of allure and loveliness and mindful enough to appreciate it...

Creating photographic art has never been easier.

After reflecting on the events at a recent conference I attended, I became aware again of the growing ability to process images quickly...