For years I was a disciple of “the sharper the better” photography school of thought until I saw Untitled (Niall’s River, Virginia) by Sally Mann. It wasn’t just the beautiful tones, vignette corners and soft focus of that photograph that haunted me. It was so much more than that.
I had seen this “place” before – in a dream I had a week prior. It was an upsetting dream which took place along a sinuous river. In the dream, I had been abandoned on a river bank that looked (and felt) exactly like this photograph.
My photography changed that day. I learned to trust my intuition as it sought a “deeper meaning” in my work. I moved away from capturing sharp, critically focused scenes and embraced the beauty found in imperfection.