I can’t imagine any point in my life where I might have considered taking a picture of the bathtub, a bathroom fixture, in the afternoon light by the curtained window and beneath the shower curtain. The light drew my eye, and it converged on all of these elements at once to create an image I thought was beautiful, and evocative.

I am broadening my idea of a photo all the time, photography has done that for me, helped me to see beauty and light in a different way. The way the light plays through the window and onto the humble bathtub paints a picture of it’s own, it evokes the rhythms of time and life. It evoked Hopper for me, although I doubt even he would have photographed a bathtub in the late afternoon sun. But perhaps he would have.