“Let all of life be an unfettered howl.” – Vladimir Nabokov
Passion explodes. It is never static, it moves at an uncontrollable rate and the mind cannot temper it.
You can try. Many do because the world does not always approve of passion. It tries to stifle it. It tells you that there is no room for passion, that you need to use your head not your heart.
But passion builds until, unconstrained, it erupts.
“He was now in that state of fire that she loved. She wanted to be burnt.” – Anaïs Nin, Delta of Venus
Don’t fear it. Embrace it. Passion burns with a fire that consumes paper and canvas but never itself. So next time you have a great desire to dance around the house, throw paint at a canvas and sob uncontrollably for no other reason than because you suddenly feel like doing it, do it, and commit to it fully.
“Personally, I prefer Stevie Wonder, but what the hell. Those cowgirls are always bitching because the only radio station in the area plays nothing but polkas, but I say you can dance to anything if you really feel like dancing.” To prove it, he got up and danced to the news.” – Tom Robbins, Even Cowgirls Get the Blues
The Rose is a part of our logo. It is a recurring theme in our photography. Why? Because it speaks of passion, it burns fiery red and it inflames hearts and minds.
So what is passion to me? (In no particular order.)
It is the ball hitting the back of the net in 95th minute.
It is the sorrow when the light of first love dies.
It is the joy of hearing the word ‘Yes’ from one you love with all your heart.
It is the explosion of a flash bulb that illuminates the perfect photograph.
It is the feeling that bursts from you on to the page because writing gives your life meaning.
And it is everything that you do that you simply have to do because not doing it would be like death.
“I would rather die of passion than of boredom.” – Vincent van Gogh