solo post - L, Nikon
I was looking back over photos from the past year, trying to collect a few of my favorites. I found it funny that the ones that took me back to the moment the best where the very simple ones (not even necessarily good) taken of ordinary things. This one, for instance, was taken when I was at the John Campbell Folk School for a week. I went off without packing but one pair of socks. The mornings were unusually cold for October and the ground wet with dew on my early morning walks. I had to try to dry them in the sunlight every chance I had. Looking at this simple photo I can not only feel the cool, smooth wooden floors on my feet - all of the many wonderful memories come flooding back to me.
As I looked at other photos in my library I realized that it was the ones I had taken of my shoes, my feet on the ground that I stood, that really took me back to the moment the clearest - so clear I could smell the earth, feel the air, and hear the birds sing. Isn't that odd? I know it's nothing new, and every one does it, but I'll keep taking those photos of my feet wherever I go.
I was looking back over photos from the past year, trying to collect a few of my favorites. I found it funny that the ones that took me back to the moment the best where the very simple ones (not even necessarily good) taken of ordinary things. This one, for instance, was taken when I was at the John Campbell Folk School for a week. I went off without packing but one pair of socks. The mornings were unusually cold for October and the ground wet with dew on my early morning walks. I had to try to dry them in the sunlight every chance I had. Looking at this simple photo I can not only feel the cool, smooth wooden floors on my feet - all of the many wonderful memories come flooding back to me.
As I looked at other photos in my library I realized that it was the ones I had taken of my shoes, my feet on the ground that I stood, that really took me back to the moment the clearest - so clear I could smell the earth, feel the air, and hear the birds sing. Isn't that odd? I know it's nothing new, and every one does it, but I'll keep taking those photos of my feet wherever I go.
"Time stands still best in moments that look suspiciously like ordinary life." - storypeople
12 comments:
i love knowing what makes up the shots that the photographer loves versus what everyone else loves. i often find that i love a very different set from what everyone comments about.
but, i do so love seeing a slice of everyone's life.
Isn't it cool how photographs can take you back? How lovely.
extraordinary in its every day feel...your words today are so descriptive
i take photos of my feet too! it's nice to plant yourself in a moment and then capture it.
How cool. I almost never think to take photos of my feet. I need to do that!
Your photography is gorgeous...and I love how you've recorded such a simple but memorable time...
lovely.
Char
i have done that as well. the socks i mean. but you are right, captured memories.
blessed is the ordinary ...
As they say, you can find the extraordinary in the ordinary.
I love that moment, that very instant when you glance at a photograph and every remembered sensation comes flooding back.
wow, that is so interesting!! i'll have to consider this...
Everything here, your words, your shot, that quote, reflects to me how I need to stand in my day. So important, to be grounded to the earth, the house, the moment like this.
xo
erin
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