Status Updates From My Bright Abyss: Meditation...

Speed-rereading and yet annotating like an absolute mad woman for the sake of Advanced Photography. I’m pairing this with Camera Lucida (Roland Barthes) as backing to then hopefully produce my own memoir-like exploration of both photography and poetry, highlighting the generative paradoxes of each and the compound witness of such sight and speech together. Or something like that. We’ll see. LORD, HELP!!

“Perhaps we are the weak ones, and God comes to us inwardly only because we have failed to perceive him in the crying child, in the nail driven cleanly into the wood, in the ordinary dawn sun that merely to see clearly is sufficient prayer and praise.”