Many photographers seek out untouched sand when photographing White Sands National Park, drawn to its beauty. However, I have learned a couple of valuable lessons from the well-trodden sand that resonate with my life experiences. The footprints left by passing events are not permanent, and often, you don’t notice the beautiful sparkles in life until it’s almost dark.
I pulled the photo above from my archives. Reflecting on and re-experiencing these moments through my archives has perhaps made me a bit more philosophical. I find it amazing that I’m hard-pressed to tell you what I had to eat two days ago, but I clearly remember the moment I made photos years ago. Obviously, the act of photography connects to something deeper within us.
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Photographs, especially certain particular photos, leave an imprint on us. I could look at an old photo and sometimes I can tell you what the temperature was when it was shot but I can’t remember what is on my shopping list today. It’s probably better this way.
It’s like when we push that release, both the camera and our brain capture the moment, and one recalls the other. I agree; I wouldn’t want it any other way.
Thanks, Ken.
I believe you are absolutely right, “the act of photography connects to something deeper within us.” I am beginning to believe it is the biggest draw for me in photography. And I also believe nature is continuously sculpting something new for our pleasure, whether that be sand, snow, flood, or fire. Well seen!
I wouldn’t be so presumptuous as to think we are significant enough for nature or the universe to try to please.:-) Perhaps it’s just everyday business for nature or the universe, which wows us when we take the time and effort to notice. Thanks, Monte.