The ball cactus clusters in my yard are just now
coming to bloom. Today, I am posting
two photographs I captured of the same cactus.
This particular cactus is growing very close to my bay windows. I captured the first image three days ago in
gentle light diffused by rainclouds. I softened
the focus to allow a certain blending of lines and colors. I took the second photograph in full light
yesterday afternoon. The second
photograph employs a much sharper focus and fills the screen with more distinct
detail.
Interestingly enough, I prefer the inexact qualities
of the softly focused photograph. In
some ways that is a reflection of my personal life. I tend to enjoy organization and neatness
only to a certain point—what you might call a point of practicality. Beyond that is what I consider obsession. In construction, as example, I have seen a
few new subcontractor foremen who expended so much labor trying to keep
materials super-organized and work areas ever clean they fell behind the rest
of the naturally chaos-generating crews and actually lost money for their employer. They became so busy with organizing stuff
they forgot that they had a structure to build.
I also like the inaccurate and ghostly views
provided by morning fog. In sound, I
prefer the muted rolling of creek water as heard through a veil of trees—a place
where the sound of the creek does not drown-out the call of nearby birds or the
sound of wind shuffling aspen leaves.
I like a place where lines and colors merge
together.
--Mitchell
Hegman
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