Its been a long melancholy winter for this artist.
I have barely picked up my camera and explored the world.
I had lost the drive to create through the lens.
I lost grasp by the blowing autumn wind....Like a leaf getting abruptly whisked, and tumbled aimlessly through the air.
Until last night i almost resented the world of photography. My camera.
It took me to be in the presence of a group of talented youth, which all contained what i have been missing this winter. The LOVE for their craft. I am very honored that i was there to
witness, and take part in their production.
The singers onstage were in their element. Without holding any tiny part of themselves back. As i was capturing their every note i found myself to be doing the same. Experiencing the moment. Crawling onstage, finding the perfect angle to portray their essence in every expression.
Every single note.
Time and place had escaped me. I danced in my rejuvenated soul. As did they.
I felt like i entered my home after a long respite. I felt relieved. Like I could breathe again. And to think these artists onstage had no idea what they had breathed into me.
So I'm here today to thank you, Mosaic Youth Theatre of Detroit Singers. As you were performing you reflected back to me a sliver of myself that i had pushed away out of resentment, heartache, and disappointment. I hope that all of you never feel the way i did, and if you do, you find someone like yourselves to rekindle that spark that you had last night.
You are my Kindred Spirits.
