I've spent spare moments of this day immersed in the work of Joel Meyerowitz in the color photographs of Cape Light. I'm continuing to struggle against accomplishment and push toward photographs that are more personal, and these words from Meyerowitz seem to hold the key.
It’s an excuse for a place to make a photograph. It’s a place to stop and to be dazzled by. It’s the quantity of information that’s been revealed by the placement of these things together, by my happening to pass when the sky turned orange and this thing turned green. It gives me a theater to act in for a few moments, to have perceptions in. Why is it that the best poetry comes out of the most ordinary circumstances? You don’t have to have extreme beauty to write beautifully. You don’t have to have a grand subject matter. . . I’m trying to work with ordinariness. I’m trying to find what spirits me away. Ordinary things.