Reverence
I keep coming back to this photo I took of a friend and mentor in 2005. It was taken during a time when so much of what he had built in his life was crumbling around him. It was taken one of the nights he was clearing out his office after being ‘let go’ from his teaching career. His life was in teaching, and he was losing it all to lies and greed. I remember him being a bit rushed that night. There was stuff everywhere. It was less an office and more an artist’s studio. Standing room only. He picked up a horn and played a tune. Not a sad tune. I took this photo just before we left, and it might be the only photo I needed to take that night. Stripped to a sort of nakedness, putting aside all earthly care for but a moment, contemplating what is good, true, and beautiful.
