Exiled from reality, the incense of aspiration fueled by chaotic creativity is a sensational aroma of enlightenment.
At long last, my thoughts are clear, and my senses are keen. The myriad of mayhem, often called life, too often caters to hatred and fear. Love and laughter are frequently clouded in lies and lunacy. I’m no longer depressed, I’ve abandoned the desire to fit in. Human salvation lies in the hands of the creatively maladjusted Martin Luther King, Jr. said, and I agree.
Occasionally I go to gatherings of family and friends and mill about with my camera in the hopes of capturing marvelous memories. Sometimes I step outside myself to talk to and photograph pretty women who are absolute strangers to me.
I don’t know how to live life; so, I observe it as best I can, while trying to document its joys and fascinations.
Mark Izzy Schurr All pictures via Schurr Shot.
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