Dear Canal
Late last summer, meeting you was like discovering a new world, one filled with mystery, inspiration and hope. At once beautiful and foreboding, you seduced me. It was your display of sunbeams shining through dancing leaves, lighting the glistening spiderwebs, I was sure it was love at first sight. I needed to consume you, to make you mine. But how can I possess you? With my camera I can take bits. Imprisoning that moment where light and form become a natural construct of chaos and balance, forbidding and seductive.
The months that followed were nothing short of magic; coming to see you just about everyday kept my soul fed. All the sunrises and sunsets we’d seen together, stargazing at night, exploring your shores and valleys by day. The poetry of watching you change in late summer and as fall became winter left me with an indelible mark in my heart. The pictures we made together are truly beautiful – I’m not going to lie, I’ve been showing my friends the pictures, even the really personal ones, everyone says you are beautiful. But don’t get mad, it was their validation that gave me the motivation to continue on your path.
As spring came around, I noticed something changing, and more than just you awakening from your slumber. I no longer felt like you were mine. Every time I looked away from my viewfinder, I saw you with someone else. Then more. I can acknowledge that monogamy was never really on the table, but it is increasing difficult to stand by and watch you share with them what was once for me. It’s made it that much easier to come to the conclusion that this has run its course. It’s all feeling so forced; it’s like we’re trying and trying, but nothing sticks anymore. I keep taking and you keep giving, but the magic that was once there is gone. It’s been a year (and a pretty damn good one at that), but now I think it’s time I move on. At the end of the day, I’ve gotten from you all I need. You were easy, I mean it was easy, then. I do appreciate what we had, but we both know things just aren’t the same. I’m sure I’ll come back to visit, you’re just too beautiful to say never, but it’ll be just for old time’s sake. In the meantime, I’ll keep the pictures. Thanks for the good times.
Dan
Xoxo
