I’m a photoblog junkie.

crashed grocery carts, blue-lipped fish, personable orange traffic cones, auroras, a telephone mouthpiece, a bicycle under water, weeping willows --images as indelible in my mind as the public consciousness of The Scream or The Statue of Liberty.

In photography, like in most art, there's the artist's conscious communication, the artist's unconscious communication, what's simply there in the work (‘sometimes a cigar is just a cigar’), and what the viewer brings, is projecting, to the work. There is the physical body of the artist assembling some physical work that is physically received by the viewer. Then there’s that spiritual aspect that comes from who knows where. In photography, obviously, physical light is integral.

It’s that complexity and communication among layers that keeps people participating in art. We’re designed to enjoy puzzles.