Over the last couple of years I’ve been thinking about the things that I am afraid of and how that impacts on my life. The most helpful thing for me in addressing this issue, so that there is a positive outcome from it, has been to explore it through the creative art of photography. I am afraid of water so I am currently exploring it and in the process examining the feelings it brings to the surface and the reactions I have to my images. When I made this image I was sitting beside the river watching the water surging over the rocks and thinking about how the solid rock forms a barrier against the flow but the water folds around the rock and continues on its way. The rock remains where it was but the water has moved on. Its journey will take it through more of the beautiful valley I was in, it will endure the hand of man through discharge of waste, it will reflect the sky above in all its myriad moods, it will flow into tranquil pools, it will be merged with other waters flowing into it, it will meet the great oceans that embrace our world. It will be gathered up again to begin its journey afresh, circles of time in part of the eternal seasons. It is like us. So, who am I more like, the rock or the water?