I have no words to put here these days, a pretty lousy condition for a blogger, so I thought I’d share a picture that I took in Kansas City. It’s the World War I Memorial, a pretty imposing structure. I took a walk there one afternoon, enjoying the crisp fall weather and the sunny day coming to an end. I was carrying my camera in the pocket of my hoodie and while I tried to keep the lens clean, it was obviously full of lint or fine dust from the pocket and it made all kinds of flares and messes in the shot.
Here’s the thing, though. I like it. It might have been a nice clean shot, something that reminded me of the monolith shot in 2001: A Space Odyssey. Instead, I got this. I don’t know what this is, but I like it. Silhouette not quite black. Light bursting through. Dirt obscuring the brilliance of the scene.
It makes me think of life. Not always a clean sharp picture. Not always the shot you’d like to frame. And yet, it holds a unique and singular beauty.
