THE RIVER IS MOVING / THE BLACKBIRD MUST BE FLYING

These photographs, made along a stream near my home in Waterville, Maine, began as meditations on nature: quiet observations of the water and what was reflected, refracted, and shadowed upon its surface. The title is a stanza from Wallace Stevens’s “Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird.” The poem invokes, among other themes, the idea that as nature we are all connected: the flora and fauna, the air above and the ground below. “A man and a woman are one”, he wrote, “A man and a woman and a blackbird are one.”