The Voyage
March 8, 2019
“The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeing new landscapes but in having new eyes.”
Marcel Proust
Wild and wandering, my heart longs to create, longs to paint the roses a more vibrant hue. Since as early as I can remember, beauty has always drawn me in–be it the great masters or the way that the leaves tumble along a back-alley. To be able to capture what the minds eye sees is the truest form of art, one I constantly work towards. The camera is my chosen tool, the lenses my brush, the mind is the vessel of creative energy. A photograph captures a singular moment in time, but the impact lasts for eternity. The wanderlust keeps my feet upon the path to perfection.
