We typically strive for a sharp image when taking a photograph. I want to speak in favor of blurred images. I offer the following praise of blur.
The crime scene conveys to me a sense of terror and shock, in large part because of the blurring. It speaks visually of being startled and disoriented.
The bearded man is Art Honeyman. He moved around in a cart because of his advanced cerebral palsy. I photographed him speaking at a rally protesting the Vietnam War. The image of the microphone is sharp, but his constant twitching produced a blurred image of his face. He died relatively soon after I took this photograph.
The blurred Buddha expresses my struggle to work the principles of meditation and courage. It all remains a blur to me in real life.
The picture of Richard Avedon is a self-portrait. I enjoy the blur as he moves his arms and hands. He knows better, and does it anyway.
People who perform by moving always invite a blurred treatment of their image. Thanks to yoga teachers, musicians, fire works displays, and amusement park rides.