Collection: Peter Corbett | Artist

There is a phrase I heard somewhere, which I like, and which also lurks: ‘detached reverie’. Some mood or state of mind where flow happens; one doesn’t make appointments here, both a blessing and a nag, a paradox to be sure. Once you have been to the well, then the effort to get back so often negates the very quest. But I do have these times when the noise stops and my art begins. Once again, the outcome, the end game, my end game, a fine art print, does not always result, but the pleasure of those times when one can contemplate the moment when the light and form wait for the shutter, and the pure joy of being there, is the stuff of the landscape photographer.