LIFE IS SHORT
That life is short is so blindingly obvious to most of us that it’s become a cliché. I’m not sure where the line between truth and cliché is, but it’s thin. And I’m not sure that we can be free of the truth of things, or free from the chance to act on them, merely by calling them cliché. Sometimes I wonder if we call things cliché in order to excuse ourselves from thinking about them.
Our days are numbered, folks. Not only are they limited, we have no idea exactly how many days remain in the storehouse. Our time here is not merely a resource to be managed. It is all we have, and it’s insanely beautiful at times, but it’s short.
One of the gifts of photography is the way it makes us conscious of time. Time is one of our raw materials. ...