things lost

The melancholy passage of the years tends to change our values as we age, and the awesome backflips of 13 don’t hold the magic they once did; not when compared to the image of a loved one who has since gone absent, say. If I’d had a smartphone with a video camera back in my early adolescence, I doubt that I would have trained it on the things that matter to me now, like the sight of my mother reading in her blue armchair, underlining passages from Proust.

 

I’m still thinking about this quote buried within a mostly anti-technology essay by Walter Kirn from a few weeks ago. I didn’t find most of the essay interesting, or perhaps I just didn’t want to hear it. But since I just finished putting together a book of photos from our little family’s last year, I can’t help but wonder how many times I took the pretty photo, instead of the one that will mean something to me in the future.

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Becklist
Becklist
2 years 7 months ago

Oh wow. That blew my mind a little. Thanks for letting us readers in on such provoking thoughts.

Andrea Barnett
Andrea Barnett
2 years 7 months ago

Oh that’s good. I have a photographer friend who’s highest compliment is the sentence, “this photo has a heartbeat.” And it’s true. The rest won’t matter in the end. It really changed the way I look at photography, writing, everything.

Emily R-C
2 years 7 months ago

This is it, exactly. Thanks for sharing, Rachael.

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