I just posted a new thread. As I finished reviewing the post
I strolled down to this photograph of Janet which I posted without comment
yesterday. I have always contended that we have a very difficult time
understanding ourselves. Maybe that is just me. Maybe everyone else in this
world knows exactly who they are and maybe even why they are. I was never that
smart. For me it has always been a struggle—sometimes on a daily, sometimes on
an hourly basis. I’ve always had more questions than answers.
I came across this photograph yesterday when I was doing
something else, don’t really remember what. I had never processed it. At the
time, back in 2009, it wasn’t what I was photographing. My friend Paul would
say that it didn’t speak to me. So why did it yesterday? Besides Janet’s
passing what has changed in me that would cause me to now feel differently
about the photograph? Yesterday I didn’t know what that was, never even
considered what that was. I just felt that the photograph should be completed. Today,
I know.
very nice photo of Janet
ReplyDeleteThanks! Yeah, I think so also. Came across this one that had never been processed.
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