Not Perfect

And sometimes, I simply let the moment pass.

There is something different about photographing on film.

It asks for less certainty and more attention.

A moment appears. Light falls across a space. Someone passes through the frame. There is no screen to confirm what has just happened, and no immediate way to correct it.

So I look a little longer.

I wait a little more.

Black and white takes something away, but gives something back.

Without colour, light becomes more apparent. Shadows become part of the composition. Texture, distance, gesture and silence begin to matter differently.

A person standing in front of a painting.

Two figures moving through a corridor.

A chair left alone in a room.

A reflection appearing for only a second.

Nothing extraordinary, perhaps.

But photography has always made me look twice at ordinary things.

It reminds me that photography is not only about making an image. It is about being present enough to notice one.

The camera is only part of the process.

The rest is observation.

Looking at how someone moves through a space. Noticing the way light changes a wall. Seeing a shadow before seeing the subject. Waiting for two unrelated things to briefly belong in the same frame.

Sometimes the photograph is not really about what is in front of the camera.

It is about the moment between things.

Between looking and seeing.

Between waiting and deciding.

Between being there and remembering.

“Not to prove that the moment was perfect. Just to make sure it was not forgotten.”

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