274/365: Pictures Of Pictures
So I decided to tackle the downstairs in the house tonight, try to get everything in it’s place. I didn’t make much of a dent, really, but I did come across an old photo album from somewhere around 8-10 years ago. It’s a bunch of photos in an album from when Amy and I lived in Qikiqtarjuaq, Nunavut, with her sister Yvonne and her family. I may have said it before, but it was definitely one of the best experiences of my life.
I decided to focus in on a photo of my neice Emily and I playing guitar. Mostly because when I saw this photo, I remembered everything about this moment: how I felt and what I was thinking, Emily coming in from the living room to hang for a bit, getting her to strum the strings on the guitar, her running back out to watch tv or to hang out with everyone else. It also brought back a bunch of memories I thought I forgot. That room, for example, and how our bed just fit in there. 🙂
And now, some years down the road, I’ll look through the book I’ll make from this 365 Project, and I’ll see this photo and remember again the things I thought I forgot. That’s the power of photography. Lovely, isn’t it?
Emily is a little lady now. When some time passes and I don’t get to see her, I sometimes think she’s still the little girl who I’d watch Blue’s Clues with and we’d paint and draw. I’d put on The Rolling Stones to listen to, and she’d promptly tell me, “I only like little kids music”. When I see her now, I think, WOW, you’re as tall as your mom!! (No offense, Yvonne!) 🙂