Light Music

Light is sent into the void. it doesn’t come back.

Its journey is infinite.

When an object
a chair,
a tree,
meets the light,
light’s journey ends.
It returns as a reflection.
Shape, form and colour are perceived, creating the world as we know it.

The form I ‘brought to light’ in front of my lens is the most elusive, unpredictable, dynamic form I know.

A micron thin membrane.

A soap bubble.

This form meets light in the void revealing…
Colours of infinite chaos,
Shapes of incalculable geometry.

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If a bubble pops in the void was it ever there?

The form of the bubble is tragically ephemeral; therefore time plays an important role.

Eight seconds. A short lifespan, and yet, so much colour!
Such depth.

A blink later the bubble is gone. A unique form never to be repeated.

White light and the transparent undulating membrane, a living prism dancing in the void, revealing all the colours within it; The light waves are refracted, twisted and scattered along the invisible wave, exposing light’s infinite potential.

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My lens has seen a lot in its time. what was reflected back to it was utterly breathtaking. An eerily beautiful chaos that it had never conceived of before. A symphony of colour and form.
We were both very happy…

I’m a bubblero.
I’m a photographer.
Those worlds were bound to meet.

This revelation of light was waiting for my lens to capture it.