Janice Springer
As an outdoors’ woman all my life and as a photographer, I have always been drawn toward horizons. Looking for what is over the next hill. A rolling fog, the breaking sun, a dark island, a full moon rising, all beckon. Some say that we associate horizons with rest, inactivity, or peace. Perhaps my chronically restless, seeking nature is pulled to horizons for tranquility and balance.
Photography has not been a love affair for me, but more an endeavor to create a friendship. With my first “brownie” age 8, I tried to capture family and friends. The 35mm and adulthood brought me into the natural world and a fascination with the macro lens and flowers; loons and bear tracks- but a sense sometimes that fiddling with the camera was taking me away from being present, not pulling me in to the moment.
Now I experiment with color and light, black and white, panorama and perspective, learning to let the camera and my eyes work as a team-still restless, yet still being pulled to the horizons.
Photography has not been a love affair for me, but more an endeavor to create a friendship. With my first “brownie” age 8, I tried to capture family and friends. The 35mm and adulthood brought me into the natural world and a fascination with the macro lens and flowers; loons and bear tracks- but a sense sometimes that fiddling with the camera was taking me away from being present, not pulling me in to the moment.
Now I experiment with color and light, black and white, panorama and perspective, learning to let the camera and my eyes work as a team-still restless, yet still being pulled to the horizons.
