The Duchy of Jerald

I admire the studio artists using photo who can make the figure work so it is art and not a
forced posed fabrication such as Alina Noir can.
I prefer my flowers in the wild, blowing in the wind, probably too shy to ask them to disrobe,
and enjoying the mystery and the element of trace in a hidden glance or a footprint in the sand.
I admire Jeannette Sarpola's architecture and New York city life but I am not so into geometry.
I prefer organic and soft shapes bundled with the expression of emotion that speak for
themselves.
I spoke to a courier client, an accountant whom I showed how to quit smoking a couple of
years ago, who chose not to quit, at that time. She appeared much thinner now and her skin the
same colour as the cigarette smoke she inhales constantly. She said her cancer is back with a
look I see often on terminal patients faces, of fear and resignation.
It's a look I see often on the street and in coffee shops behind forced smiles and congeniality. It
often finds it's way into my camera.