A couple of quick digital photographs taken a few years ago standing at the edge of a parking lot next to a winding park and pier on Lake Erie.
It was a blustery cold day on the far edge of Fall with Winter’s bluntness creeping closer.
I was up that way with a friend who was buying a used wood-burning stove. This place was a stop on the way home.
In these two photos one cannot tell that a parking lot fronts these dunes. Neither can one see the lake. Instead, small moments in time come together to create visual dreamscapes that engage the eye and mind and emotions. These photos are mysterious. What lies beyond? Where is this? The softness of the light and contours of the land; the long shadows and contrast between sand and resonant sky; the way these images invite us to belong in them - all of this is accidental and momentary and coincidental. When the parking lot is present in the photos, the magic evaporates in familiarity and the mundane.
The majesty of this world captured by chance.
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