Blogging in my experience can be a lonely one-way street. Motivated to share thoughts and experiences with others only to be rarely responded to can sometimes feel like talking to a brick wall. BUT, I keep on posting for those of you who engage in conversation with me…and I still love those of you who don’t talk to me! So, in an attempt to make blogging more of a two-way street, I’ve decided to start having a weekly post called “Photo Fridays.”
In these posts, I will search my photographic archives for photos that I’ve taken that speak to my soul, and share them with you. I will tell you how they speak to me, but I want YOU to tell me how they speak and make you feel. However, if they bring up a difficult memory or feeling, I encourage you to find someone you trust and talk to them about it.
Art, like words are meaningless unless they’re shared and interpreted. I’m sharing; please interpret. Listen, look, feel, and tell… I’m not asking for critique. I’m asking for you to simply share how the photo impacts you.
Thanks in advance. Click the photo for a larger view. Enjoy!
I took this photo in the summer of 2010 perched on a rock off the coast of Busan, South Korea. It was raining, and I had to rig an umbrella over my camera and tripod. I used a polarizer filter to stop down my camera for a long exposure to capture the movement of the water.
This photo speaks to me of the storms that rage against our souls when we’re trying to attain something worth having. The man in the photo is keeping on with his fishing even as the rain, wind, and waves pound against him. I once read a quote somewhere that said: “Nothing worth having comes without some kind of fight.” This is how I feel when I’m trying to grow in my spirituality and relationship with God. My poor habits and choices rage against me when I’m trying to grow. But I think if we’re willing to weather the storm, instead of running from it, our rough surfaces will be smoothed as we stay with it, and in the calm after the storm, we come that much closer to God, and find that God was with us even when we felt utterly alone and ravaged.
What are your mental, emotional, and spiritual interpretations of this photo?