• A photo of a cross with fabric on it blowing in the wind
    Photography

    Breath of God

    Photographers often revel in the serendipity of their craft, finding moments of accidental beauty that are captured forever through the lens. A prime example of this lies within my own portfolio, which is peppered with such fortunate instances.

    On a notably warm afternoon in February, one that defied the typical chill of the season, I found myself walking near the First Baptist Church of Easley, SC. In the stillness of the day, something quite compelling caught my eye. The church’s cross, an enduring symbol of faith, stood tall and was adorned with royal cloth in preparation for the upcoming Easter celebrations. The rich fabric, against the backdrop of the church’s architecture, presented an intriguing visual treat, yet it was the absence of a dynamic element, like wind, that left the scene slightly wanting.

    The Pentax Spotmatic F in my hands, a tool of analog precision, was married to the superb Takumar 50mm f/1.4 lens, widely acclaimed for its ability to render images with incredible sharpness and beautiful bokeh. However, it wasn’t just the technical excellence of this camera-lens duo that I depended upon to encapsulate the essence of the moment.

    As fate would have it, as I was about to move past the church thinking the scene would remain static, a wind arose, almost on cue, breathing life into the scene before me. The royal cloth began to billow gracefully, and I instinctively turned towards the cross. With the sun casting just the right amount of light and warmth upon the scene, the wind’s sudden choreography imbued the image with a dynamic quality, elevating it from a mere still life to a vibrant tableau.

    Seizing the moment, I pressed the shutter button with joyous anticipation. The Spotmatic F operated with a satisfying smoothness, the mechanical click of the shutter capturing more than just an image, but the culmination of absolute chance meeting preparedness. The photograph ultimately taken was not just a display of the camera’s capabilities or my own readiness as a photographer, but a testament to the unpredictable beauty that often accompanies the art of photography—a true happy accident that encapsulated the harmonious interplay between man, machine, and the divine.