Benjamin Sommer

Photograph: Loss

Loss, 2018.
The human emotion of catastrophy, disaster, destruction, loss and even death appears to be an reoccuringly topic, making it look like as though being part of life itself. I think this depends on the photographic process, which is not limited to technical means, but even more expands its existance to human perception, and therefore to humans themselves. Like many fellow humans, I like to strenghten this concept again: the photographic process continues to exist in us.

Even more, without us (humans), there is not need for the photographic process. It manifests with us. Maybe some see the falling of the world, another world war, another mediaval age, or going back to nationalism, the rise of self power, of egoism, of ignorance, of want. What follows might be war and destruction. And humans will be gone. The cities left empty. Garbage flowing through the wind, accumulating near trees and to some part on grass lands. Animals looking for food to survive. But nature prevails.

Fear can be dangerous when it makes our inner, less-aware-than-wanted-to-be photographic process blind in making us focus on the negative emphasis. We are all sitting in the same boat, it's just that each of us takes on a different task, essentially with an equally valued responsibility. This is an encouraging thought. Loss will happen to all of us. But not to confidence.

I dedicate this photograph to all those having experienced a great loss.

"But life goes on, passing from one generation to the next." (J. R. R. Tolkien)