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A frame separates the image from the
rest of the universe and allows us to experience the picture as a
universe in itself and to enter into it. Of course, we began the
process
of photography with a frame -- called a viewfinder. From then on the
photograph is a living record of what we framed and allows us to return
or allows someone else to enter for the first time.
A frame is a portal.
So is a window or a door or a gate. Why use just a viewfinder when
nature so often provides other options? A frame encloses and
simultaneously liberates. This is why I allow myself to frame a
frame which reveals a scene and hang it on the wall. I stand in front
of
it like Sister Wendy and I find myself on the other side. A portal can
be entered and passed through. But the repositioning can also be
ineffable: I've found myself on the other side without having passed
through. I was just there, on the other side, and had never been
anywhere else.
The door is cracked
just enough to let a beam of light through. Then the crack is moved
another gigafraction of width. And again. And again. The process
takes manifold lives. Or alternatively something hits us and we find
ourselves on the other side of the door. What hits us? Call it grace.
Not graceful, not necessarily. Just...grace.
Coming upon a portal
in the wild I first look at the scene that's been framed. Perhaps also,
if it's of special interest, the frame itself. Then I remember I have a
camera with me and I test the many angles I could use to preserve the
scene as well as the frame. But when I see the results I realize again
and again that what I've really preserved is my presence on the other
side, in the scene itself.
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