Art, by its very nature, is subjective, nebulous, difficult to pin down precisely and define with logic. It is in the eyes of the beholder, though expressions of beauty and emotional nudges can also be universal. Science and math are less so.
I was recently testing a Fujifilm 14mm prime lens that had taken a minor tumble by shooting images of a brick wall at varying distances and apertures. Side to side sharpness can be ascertained, providing clues as to the quality of the lens as well as whether any damage had been sustained. It’s a well worn trick, often detailed in internet forums and blogs. I’ve often frequented those sources and learned many other tips that point me toward better photography. But that’s where science and math fail. Both are critical in this craft as we are dealing with the physics of light, but they are near useless to the pure pursuit of art.
The second image above was captured as Gabriel was exploring his environment, focusing on the dangling distractions hanging from a new toy arch in front of him. My camera was set to -1.2 EV, low ISO and manual focus from an earlier shoot. My camera and I were not ready for this moment but as Gabriel experienced the joy of discovery, I used what I had. Time was fleeting.
I shot the image. It is a technical mess. It’s just wrong. Composition is off. Science and math be damned.
But I love this. It captures the child, the one singular instant, now forever lost.
But forever captured here in its beautiful imperfection.