One thing I've learned working in the creative field of photography is that honing the craft opens new worlds of expression. During the Olympic break I got to practice a few other facets of photography that I enjoy. One of them is flower photography. I got to spend some time at Longwood Gardens lunching with my wife, and a trip to the famous Dupont gardens in the Summer always means spending a few, or possibly quite a few, moments gazing at the giant Lilly pads and trying to capture some beautiful images of their eye-popping color and radiant splendor.

I hesitate each time before snapping a flower photo because I am humbled. Knowing that I am responsible for the impression that will live on long after this plant has decayed and returned to the mire from which it came fills me with respect for its creator.

Fleeting moments painted on the canvas of history are the responsibility of the artist.

I paint the present, as it fades into the past, for the future.