Alfred Stieglitz worked passionately to insure that photography be accepted as a unique art form. His unrelenting dedication to the idea that a photograph was as much an artistic expression as an oil painter’s “handwork,” lead him to expound on the virtues of aesthetic notions such as light, balance, inner vision, and poetry. To Stieglitz, a photograph could be a poem written in the language of photography.

At the same time that he pronounced the virtues of straight photography (a picture should be a combination of subject, just the right moment, and an artist’s unique vision, rather than a product of darkroom manipulation or other painterly contrivances), he encouraged, and became mentor to, photographers who unabashedly imitated the aesthetics of painting.

Once Stieglitz wrote: “I have a vision of life and I try to find equivalents for it.” It does not matter when or where we photograph clouds – they are always there for us – free, thanks to them we can express our emotional states.

My choice to compare Alfred Stieglitz cloud photographs with my own cloud photographs was, because I felt almost the same way as Stieglitz – that cloud photographs have the power to transport viewers into the same emotional state the photographer was in when he or she made photograph. Even though the bright white cumulus cloud in a blue sky captures a very different emotion than a that same cloud and sky captured on film, printed in black-and-white or sepia tones, it is still the emotion, but in Alfred Stieglitz photos it is emotion important for him and in my photos it has significance for me. Every single photo has a different meaning for me, I can find a different piece of music in each single cloud photograph. All because clouds are music, and music is everywhere.  All you have to do, is listen…