![I look back in my archives and I find that my favorite photographs are those of stillness and silence. I think there’s much to be said about activity, discovery, action, and movement. I think they’re all necessary, lovely, and deeply enjoyable.
But I think that we find truths less in the bustle of the moment and more in the silence. We discover more about ourselves in the space between the flurry. And when I say “stillness” I mean it less literally and more figuratively - it’s in the place where you can hear yourself breathe and discover yourself again. Sometimes it’s in your morning run or yoga exercise, or sometimes it means staying absolutely still and writing or meditating.
Either way, I find myself drawn to these photographs and part of me aches for stillness.
[Valeria Heine]](http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lueucjwyOk1qz98uwo1_500.jpg)
I look back in my archives and I find that my favorite photographs are those of stillness and silence. I think there’s much to be said about activity, discovery, action, and movement. I think they’re all necessary, lovely, and deeply enjoyable.
But I think that we find truths less in the bustle of the moment and more in the silence. We discover more about ourselves in the space between the flurry. And when I say “stillness” I mean it less literally and more figuratively - it’s in the place where you can hear yourself breathe and discover yourself again. Sometimes it’s in your morning run or yoga exercise, or sometimes it means staying absolutely still and writing or meditating.
Either way, I find myself drawn to these photographs and part of me aches for stillness.
