Looking

It’s clear to me that I am looking for something.

I don’t know if it is the sublime, or God, or the feeling of being fully alive, but it is a longing that keeps returning. Perhaps it is beauty. Perhaps symbol or metaphor. Perhaps simply a counterweight to the banality that can settle over everyday life.

I might say I am searching for my truest self, but I suspect the opposite is closer to the truth. With a camera, I get to forget myself.