It is often said that pictures don't lie.
Perhaps not, but skillfully executed images can certainly exaggerate and/or
distort reality. And what is reality if not truth? That is my playground,
that gray area between reality and photography, between truth and pictures.There
are so many ways to alter the "truth"; selective depth of field, angle
of view, composition, very short or very long exposures, etcetera etcetera.
What is truth but reality? And what
is reality but our perceptions of the world around us? Perceptions are,
by their very nature, subjective and personal. So reality and thus the
truth vary from one individual to the next. Our eyes can see with varying
effectiveness from brightest sunlight to dimmest moonlight. I say with
varying effectiveness because beyond personal differences other limitations
exist. For instance, as the level of illumination diminishes so does our
perception of color and depth. Film, however, can record vibrant color
in a moonlit landscape. Film can record an explosion either as one finite
violent instant or as the sum of many instants blended to a fluid conclusion.
A slice of time with easily varied thickness.
The moment of truth, to me, is that
moment that I am compelled to press the button and record my slice of reality
pie. Everytime I trip the shutter it is basically just a matter of letting
go, trusting my own gut and knowing (or hoping) "this.... is.... IT....
right.... NOW!" Searching for the truth.
GS Evans
8-8-94