This weekend I tried my hand at infrared photography. The first roll I shot and developed was completely blank, which was especially unfortunate considering thirty-six exposures costs eleven dollars. My second time out was infinitely more successful, simply because there were images.
Going out with my camera in tow, it was my goal to aim my lens at that which is “perfect”. I have been thinking a lot about Heaven/Eden/Paradise lately (which is another post for another day) so it seemed to make sense to shoot these in a similar vein. While wandering about, I found myself much more drawn to traces of the human hand cultivating this “perfection”, the words “maintaining eden” kept popping together in my mind. While walking, I thought about how even in Edens’ perfection, man was made to tend the garden.
And the Lord God took the man, and put him into the garden of Eden to dress it and to keep it.
Recently somebody told me I wasn’t allowed to make art about heaven because it might offend other artists. At first I was taken aback by this, but then went on to think, so what? I don’t want my art to live comfortably in the middle, I want you to either love it or to hate it, I want my work to say something. Unfortunately this person will soon realize that most everything I have made/will make is in some way a testament to my faith and she will most likely hate it for that reason alone. Those opinions won’t stop this kind of work, they will just keep pushing me to explore it further.