I love photographing parts of things: details, corners, edges. The result is sometimes abstract, and the viewer might have to guess what the thing is. When enjoying other photographers’ work, those are often the ones that make me respond out loud, the ones that elicit an, “Oooh!” or “Ah!” or even a mild “Mmmm.” Sometimes there is an element of surprise, sometimes I’m able to say to myself, “Yes, this is the way I see the world too.” Sometimes it makes me question how I’ve been seeing things, that perhaps it’s time to change my perspective.
It’s not that I’m incapable of taking in “The Big Picture.” Either literally or figuratively. Although others might disagree with this self-assessment. I’ve been applauded for being very organized and detail-oriented. But this quality has its down-side. The terms “nit-picky” and “O.C.D.” come to mind. Being a “control freak” is perhaps the harshest judgment that’s been set at my feet. But I can’t possibly be alone in wishing life were simpler to navigate or in finding that it is easier when there is some order to the world. Am I?
I suppose my propensity to photograph parts rather than the whole enchilada really makes sense when you consider my personality type. It’s so much easier to control what’s in the frame when I’m focused on a small section, rather than the big fat mess that can otherwise overwhelm me if I take in a wider view.
Some might say “the devil is in the details”, implying that paying attention to the smaller parts of the whole can be a bother, a headache, and will lead only to deeper and deeper layers of madness. I say, “Nah.” I’m a believer in getting closer, exploring the intricacies, finding the beauty there, in the details. And yes, perhaps I get to create a little more order (and beauty) while I’m at it.