My favorite thing as a photographer is the beauty captured
in a photo. Cheesy, I know. But honestly, I don’t think there is anything more
exciting than capturing a time in someone’s life. A moment.
A moment is what creates a photo. Some moments are planned,
and turn out just as great as or even better than they were planned. But some,
the best of moments come unplanned and turn out to be some of the best things
to happen to people in their lives, and to capture that is something even more
magical.
The reason I know these things is the simple feelings I get
when I look back at pictures of when I was around 3-6, a time I don’t remember
that well but thanks to a camera, can look back to and remember the events so
well.
In old photos, I can come across the warm familiarity of my mother’s
smile, and the presence of my dad trying his hardest to hide from the camera. I
can see pictures so vivid that my mind goes straight back to that point in my
life. Which, to me, is amazing.
Maybe I am a bit bias when it comes to photography, being a
photographer after all. But really, have you ever heard someone complain about
being able to remember a wonderful memory of theirs? I haven’t. Good memories
are proven to be good for the soul, I think…
I look at pictures as flashcards of our past. Lol, deep, I
know. But they are. They’re there to refresh us of our memories of the good
times and even the bad times, to show us how far we have come or how low we’ve
sunk.
I guess that’s why some people hide from them, or burn them,
or rip them. It’s like erasing your past I guess. Kind of sad though, I really
don’t think I could ever get myself to burn photos, I already have difficulties
deleting them from my cellphone.
In conclusion, I guess my point is, more people should keep
photos around, no matter what they are, no matter how old they are, bad good,
they represent life. They’re moments, remember? And moments are what make us
who we are, the good, and the bad, remember? They are reminders, they are
flashcards, they are a study technique of life. They are a type of philosophy
within their own.
Beautiful, remember?
i saw this in torch...
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