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| The miracle of finely ground glass Each lens precisely shaped and Working in harmony with its mates Light rays refracted to focus On the electronic wizardry of a sensor Converting light and image To invisible digital storage Several hundred images In the space of a postage stamp
Yet . . . The true miracle lies not In the technology of the tool However impressive that might be But rather in the skill And the heart of the photographer When simple technology Might render an image still and flat A photographer captures depth, movement , life, and spirit
For all its sophistication A camera’s just a tool The cameraman’s the craftsman The art’s in his eye Bringing perception and emotion To stillness . . . Balancing depth, shadow, and light The ability of the craftsman Not measured by the intricacy of the tool But rather his ability to make do with the tools at hand And capture for all to see those most precious moments of experience that make up the fabric of life
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