Room For Inspiration
I saw this as I exited an elevator in Charleston, South Carolina last week.
It got me thinking of all the inspiration rooms I’ve spent time in along the way.
The first one was a darkroom at school. With the lights on, it was a dank closet with trays of chemicals. As soon as the white lights went off and the faint amber “safe” lights came on the place turned into a palace of possibility.
There were others that were just as important.
-A middle seat on a British Caledonian DC-10 that took me and a dozen high school classmates to London.
-My first small studio in the Italian neighborhood of St. Louis.
-The left seat of N2790L, my long-gone 1967 Cessna 172.
-The gym at the Jewish Community Center where I go every day that I’m not traveling.
-Most recently, a third floor flat in Seoul that couldn’t appear more pedestrian from the outside if it tried.
Come to think of it, inspiration can happen anywhere.
About the author: I am Stephen Kennedy, an experienced photographer with more than 2500 completed sessions in all 50 US states.