About Keesha Davis

One of the hardest things to do is write about yourself.  You don’t want to sound like a pompous ass and you don’t want the text to bore anyone to death.  Here’s the deal.  I have been shooting pictures for a long time.  I got my first camera, a Minolta as a gift from a family at around the age of seven.  I’ve been taking photos since then.  I love art.   Always have.  Having a Dad who is an abstract artist trained me to look at the world in little sections that are moving in their design.  I don’t just see the world like the average person does, I see the world in a series of 2:3 aspect ratios.  A series of frames, marked by light, shadow, color, texture, beauty, possibly even ugly, shocking and horrid. Maybe that’s what makes me a photographer.  I really don’t know beyond that everyone always talks about me having “the eye.”  I just know that everyone and nearly everything has something about it that should be noted.  Even the mundane looks exotic in another context; in another time or another place.  Everything and everyone matters to someone.    Nearly everything that you see that moves you deep down can be a photo.  And lots of things should move you.  If hundreds of things don’t move you, even slightly–every single day, then you are not looking and in my opinion, barely living.  And if you realize that you aren’t really living, then do something different.  Move.  Move to Seattle, move to Colorado, move to Belize, move down the block.  It doesn’t really matter.  Just move.

-Keesha Davis, photographer

By the way, this guy moved about one block in an hour on a hot, busy street in San Ignacio, Belize.  As difficult as moving was for him…he made the effort.