The Road Not Taken
It’s a familiar poem by Robert Frost. Especially the last four lines.
There are two kinds of people in this world I think. Those that lead and those that follow. Those that need to be a part of the group and those that need to be apart. Those that conform and those that rebel.
I don’t think that you choose to be in one group or another. Why do caribou herd together while the wolverine is a solitary animal? We are probably born that way for better or worse. You only need realize where you fit in to find your happiness.
Why do we choose the path that we take in life, in art or in relationships? That is something that I will never understand but as I get older I understand enough to accept how I am and how those are around me. I have no need to be part of a group aside from my family. No need to lead people anywhere or to preach and teach to them that they should feel, think and act the way that I do. Famous? Heh. Fame is for those who love to look in the mirror at themselves all day.
We are all different but yet the same. Connected to one another somehow but not connected.
The path that I have taken with my photography in no small way reflects how I feel about life in general. Photography has become about exploration. It’s a journey that has no end. Where it leads who knows? Who cares?
The picture at the top of this post sat on my hard drive for a few weeks while I processed other images. Not sure what to do with it or how to treat it I left it in all of it’s brilliant colors full of hues of purple, and blue and magenta. It was taken on a beautiful autumn morning. The whole sky was awash with brilliant color but yet the final image is in black and white.
Creativity works at times in strange and unexplainable ways. With no final idea mind I lightened, darkened, burned, dodged and cropped. This went on and off for a couple of days. I would leave it for a few hours and come back to it with a fresh view and would change it again until I was able to open it up and leave it as is. It becomes less of an intellectual exercise and more of a spiritual one. The final image was hidden in the RAW color image waiting to be released in the same way that a stone sculpture has hidden inside a block of stone the work of art that will be revealed. It was always there only waiting to set free.
I think that all of us need to take the lesser traveled road at one time or another. Just as the road in the photo leads to the horizon and what lies beyond it you might be pleasantly surprised to see what lies over the next hill.