Windows to the Soul
“You are the window
through which you see the world.”
George Bernard Shaw
Windows have been slowly monopolizing my images; squeezing out shadows in a fight for dominance as my next photographic obsession. There is something in my nature, something in the way my mind works, the way it processes the visual input around me, that delights in having a favorite subject to seek out.
But why windows? What do they offer me, both visually and emotionally, that is so satisfying?
Windows are fascinating. They reflect and refract the world into a different reality, into new and exciting ways of viewing the familiar; turning a mundane street scene into abstract puzzle pieces, a kaleidoscope of beauty.
As architectural elements, windows create compelling geometric patterns. Patterns that delight with their subtle variations that add an element of unpredictability. Repetition with variation. Composed of lines and shapes and textures – the features that speak to my artistic eye.
Windows are mysterious. They block our view of the interior, guarding and protecting. They tell stories and bear messages. Make us wonder. Keep us guessing.
And then, of course, there is the light. Glowing beacons, offering comfort and shelter. Leading us home.
Windows. Opaque or transparent. Open or closed. Smooth or textured. Decorative or functional. Shattered or whole. Dull or reflective. Clean or dirty. New or abandoned. Looking out or looking in. Infinite combinations and possibilities.
Inspiration is calling. I answer.
And discover a window to my soul.