I’m a very visual writer, as I often begin with an image, be it imaginary or ‘found’. There is a serendipity about things. As I walk the streets I keep my eyes wide open, I look up, down, and around. That broken box left out in the rain, tentacles of blood red ivy creeping over a broken fence, a child’s face of unearthly beauty - these little flowers blooming in the urban wasteland draw and inspire me. Sometimes I photograph them. The photograph too is serendipitous, it may or may not represent ‘truth’, it shows us a moment that existed once and never again. But the meaning of the moment is left open, as in a poem. The eye of the beholder completes the photograph, as the eye of God completes the world.
Copyright © 2011 Grace Andreacchi