C. J. Santoro

 

As a photographer, I am  drawn to the way light plays with us  when least expected. I feel the urge to catch it and show others its beauty and playfulness.

With that same photographer's looking glass, my real-life observations, like so many unannounced  random jewels of light, trigger in me the need to jot down short reminders, thoughts, notes, to safeguard until they can be studied and developed. They may morph into poems, flash fiction, short stories or an entire theme for a novel.

 

These notes then are like snippets of captured light that must be shared. It is their further development, however, using pencil and paper or plastic keyboards , akin to the processing in a film darkroom, that I  hope to conjure up, and out, all the additional wording waiting to be used, to be shared, to be understood. If it is entertaining, fine.