The dance between light and structure, tones and tension, goes on.
“I have…a terrible need…shall I say the word?…of religion. Then I go out at night and paint the stars.” – Vincent van Gogh.
“The nitrogen in our DNA, the calcium in our teeth, the iron in our blood, the carbon in our apple pies were made in the interiors of collapsing stars. We are made of starstuff.” Carl Sagan.
Those words are in the first book I’ve ever cherished – Sagan’s Cosmos. I’ve read that book several times and still have the original volume given to me as a birthday gift back in 1980. I was 12.
I identify with them when it comes to certain aspects of my personal photography – projects I do just for me. Things I look for when I have a need of religion. Fine art form, flowers, and a few other things. Images that are created for no other reason than to feed my soul.
My personal work is my way of communing with something much more greater than me. It is a channel for me to reach out and touch a higher plane.
When things are firing on all eight cylinders, I feel a current of electricity coursing through me. I can feel the hairs on my arms tingle. There are long moments when I forget to breath.
I kid you not, I have to tell myself to take a breath from time to time.
My mind is so sharply attuned to what is in front of me that everything else is forgotten. I lose large amounts of time. All worries slip away. I vibrate at a higher level. I lose myself. I become something else. More thought and less body. There is a deep connection.
After I capture a particularly intense shot that humbles me with its beauty, I often offer a thank you. It’s meant for the subject, to be sure, but also to whatever power that guided me to that nexus of light and form.
The human body is the greatest work of art ever known. Every person has a different body so, therefore, the possible combinations of photons and skin are infinite. I am forever grateful for this. As long as there’s breath in my lungs there will always be a camera close at hand and a desire to explore.
To commune with something higher than me. A product of the stars using light from stars to illuminate another creation of the stars.
To paint stars.
Mark Knopp is a Virginia Beach-based boudoir photographer covering the Hampton Roads community and beyond. Make sure to follow this page for alerts when it gets updated and leave him some love in the form of likes and comments. Contact him at mknopp1(at)cox.net with any questions you might have or to book your session today.