It was kind of a slow night at gamelan rehearsal last night.
I can’t tell a lie, I gotta little bored and started looking at some photobooks I got out of the library just before rehearsal.
It was a nice combination, Javanese gamelan and Robert Adams’ photographs, the book Turning Back.
They are mostly pictures of clear cuts in Oregon, and yet there is a great beauty to the tragedy documented in the pictures.
Despite all that is broken, there is still beauty in the world.
There are some lovely thoughts at the back of the book too, accompanied by some photographs of apples made close to Adams’ home:
Photography is inherently fragmentary, and I find I base my faith on perfect moments.