'PSALM 23:4' // HIPPORACLE // FEBRUARY 2011
"Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff shall comfort me."
A little something about this particular photo. I never posted it, because I lost it over time in the many files and folders of my computer. This was the last edit I ever made before my father passed away; and when I mean the very last, I mean up to the last week that he was still with us and lucid and having what we would refer to as 'a good day', before the months long decline before passing on.
I wish I had known what my art, what the Muse really, was trying to communicate to me subconsciously as I was setting up the shot in their bedroom (because it was the only room with a wide enough white wall for me!) and eventually edited over cups of coffee. I can remember working on this during my father and I's epic DVD marathon watching of John Wayne and Johnny Depp.
Art remains to be my ultimate form of therapy. I can't stop. It helped me then and it's helping me now.