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Self portrait of Eduardo Vega Colon, aka Karma of Dove, at Union Pool in Brooklyn.



How I see and what I capture with my camera has been shaped by my experiences.

I was a photographer in the 1980s and documented life and people on the streets of New York City until my enlistment in the military. I used my Nikon FM2 while deployed in Saudi Arabia and Iraq during the Persian Gulf War. It was always with me when I was a spoken word artist, slinging my poems at readings along Manhattan’s Lower East Side in the early 1990s, until I began my corporate career. I reclaimed the title of artist after 9/11, so that I wouldn’t continue thinking of myself as a victim who had survived something. I was a photographer before 9/11 and remained one after 9/11.

Because I have survived so many harrowing experiences I have a deep love of life; the sense of wonder I have for the world and the people around me stems from knowing just what a miracle it is for all of us to still be here, with a desire to love and be loved. It’s what sets me apart from other photographers who may just point and shoot.

Not me. Every time I pick up my camera, I do so driven by sense of wonder for life. My lust for life. This sense of wonder is best summed up by this line of poetry by the Sufi mystic, Rumi.

Every tree and plant in the meadow seemed to be dancing, those which average eyes would see as fixed and still.

The art in my work as a photographer is to bring out that thing that dances deep in a person’s being and comes through the eyes.