Those of you that read this blog know that I return to lakes again and again. Is it just another place to take photograghs? Maybe.
In reality, I travel to lakes again and again because for me they represent all I feel alienated from, living in the city. It’s not just living in the city. It is all the associated dysfunctionalities of living a city life, despite the obvious positives of life in a city. I believe there is a deeper part of the human psyche that longs for the solitude of nature, the non-human intelligence that seems present in the bush and the profound beauty of the water meeting the sky around a lake. There is something that cleanses you from the pent-up stresses, trivialities and annoyances of city life. This is just touching on what I could write about being in the forest or on a lake. Photographs say so much more. There is a sacred silence.