What if a photographic image is the BEGINNING PLACE for creative work?
I began with paint.
Pouring and blending across loose canvas, watching for hours as oil and water based color collided, ran, pooled.
Photography did not make sense till I stepped back to that beginning place, where accident, layers, chance blending, abstract mark making leave each final print as the marker point on the map always being created.
You never stand still, you never repeat the same mark.