“Look at this, Mommy! Look,
look!” I see myself as a little girl, remembering the me I once was, running
into the house with an armload of flowers fresh picked from the field – and
yet, sometimes it’s almost as if she was somebody else. Was that me or just a
story made up in my mind?
No, I was like that! I had to
have been like that. I feel it now; feel it when I go out taking photographs. I
have that childlike awe, that excitement of discovery and I can’t wait to get
home to show mommy… only, I have no mommy now. There’s no one to greet me or be
excited to see what I found or hear my stories. She is gone; three years this
coming Christmas. But, that passion is still within me, the flowers now the
various photographs. The desire to share them burns in my soul. I cry out,
“Look! Look what I saw today!” But there’s no one at home waiting to see.I plug the SD card into the computer and eagerly wait for the upload. Some pictures are immediate deletes, but most are keepers. I open the editing program and begin taking a closer look. Most edits are just regular work; crop, adjust contrast and brightness and save the photos in various categories. Oh, I so enjoy this even if there is no one to see in the moment.
However, every so often, something magical happens. Something I did not notice when out in the field shows up on the photo on the editing screen. Hey, where did that come from? I didn’t notice that when I took the photo! It could be as simple as an unusual tree or a little chickadee or a particular color. Why hadn’t I noticed that before? The excitement returns. I love that surprise and the photographs often turn into a treasure hunt to find what I missed seeing earlier.
Perhaps it’s simply because when I am taking the actual photograph, my view is on a larger scale and the focus is not so much on detail at that moment. Whatever the excuse, those surprises I find later add a wonderful joyful dimension to my photography work.
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