Dear Exp,
This photograph of ordinary wheatgrass always has a special spot in my heart.
It was one of the first photos taken with my inherited 1960s Minolta camera. The camera, a gadget left by my dad, collecting dust in the cupboards since his passing.
The photo was taken on the day when I decided to take photography again. Experimenting with a camera untested for almost 20 years.
Whilst the subject was ordinary, the circumstances which led me to pick the camera up again were extraordinary. It was a tumultuous time to shoot with a camera that once belonged to an extraordinary man in my life - memories of him I saw in the pinhole instead of the subjects I chose. But I knew that even though shooting with the camera would be difficult, my heart was in the right place. Photographs of the ordinary would turn out extraordinarily beautiful. A part of me. A part of my dad. Though apart, we made a connection.
So, my dear friend, I hope you will find that same connection with E and C as I found mine with dad though his Minolta camera. ~ Inspira
2 comments:
inspira
i'm so glad we have this little spot in cyberspace that is untainted with work/life-crap...an empty canvas to paint whatever we wish... ooo i love the picture... i'd like to order a few prints of your masterpieces and showcase them in my spanking new (i.e. emotion-less) office... oh, we should use one of your pictures as this blog's Fall banner too! Send along some suggestions over email when you have the time?
oops, forgot... sending hugs to you too (((((((inspira))))))))
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