inspiration
Selfies
I love taking photos, but rarely do you find me in a photo. I have friends who obsessively document their journeys through life by taking selfies. I prefer to look down the lens. For me it is more than the tourist shot. I see beauty where others don’t. A gnarly tree with interesting skeletal branches, you see a dead tree. Intricate carvings on a pot, beautifully framed, you see a pot sitting alone. Light and shadow on moving water, you see a pond. I share a few here and there and have documented some via social media. But mostly the photos are for me. A way to look back on the beautiful things I have seen through my eyes. The beautiful people, the ordinary man on the street. These images will always bring a smile or sigh on a quiet or reflective day. I see how taking photos can be a distraction, taking from actual experiencing the subject matter. But for me to sit and capture the beauty of a sunset or sunrise of a place I may not visit again is satisfying, I know I can look back and be reminded of how I felt, what I saw, through my eyes. This is my travel souvenir, much more apposite.