For the first 50 years of my life, my perfectionist self mistakenly believed it was all about knowing more, getting it right, planning, attempting to prevent bad things from happening, and keeping all of my chicks in a row. It took me this long to discover that the JOURNEY is all that matters. This quote from Gilda Radner sums it all up:

"I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next.

Thursday, November 20, 2014

The Mindful Archivist

Since May 26, 2013,  something has been bothering me.

That was the day that my son, Adam, graduated from Middlebury College.  The commencement speaker, Jonathan Safran Foer, spoke on the topic of personal technologies and how they are diminishing us.

There was a particular part of his speech, however,  that I've been thinking about and has been nagging me ever since.

Foer noted that there are two kinds of people,  Eyewitnesses and Archivists.

Archivists are gadget-carrying people:  cameras, cell phones, video devices...  They like to record the moment to save for future enjoyment.

Eyewitnesses are just that.  They take away nothing physically recorded.

The disturbing part for me was his claim that Eyewitnesses are more fully present and have more valuable memories of an event than Archivists, who are less present and whose attention is divided by taking pictures of the event.

In case you're wondering, I am an Archivist.  Always have been, always will be.   Have I been less present because of my camera?  Foer painted a pretty convincing argument, but was it necessarily true for me?

A year and a half later,  I would like to present my view, which is just the opposite.   I feel being a photographer makes me MORE present, MORE aware of what is going on.

To illustrate my point,  I'd like to show you photos that I took at the waterfront in Burlington this fall.

When we arrived at sunset,  it was cold and windy and foreboding.  There was really no sunset, which was the reason we were there in the first place.  

I believe a photographer experiences MORE and sees MORE.
Instead of standing in one place and seeing the moment from one perspective,  I walked back across the parking lot and viewed the lake from farther away.  Wow!  How beautiful and different than the first picture.

Then in began to rain, so we sat in the car for a few minutes. I was able to capture this unique picture just moments before my husband turned on the windshield wipers so we could "see" better.

The rain stopped, but it was getting darker.   The clouds were magnificent and the beam of the lighthouse stood out in the darkness.

As darkness crept in, the lights illuminated the pier, inviting us to linger a little longer.

A wider lens and a lower perspective gave me this very different picture.

We very easily could have left when we saw the lack of color in the sky, or when the rain began or when it got dark.  Having my camera and wanting to capture the beauty of the moment, sunset or no sunset, encouraged me to appreciate the evening for what it was.

The same reasoning applies to other moments in life.

As I'm riding in the car, cruising down a country road on my bike, watching my kids play sports or pulling weeds in my backyard, 
I feel I am MORE present because I am always seeing life as if I had a camera in my hands (wishing that I did).
Being a photographer makes me notice what is going on in my life.
It makes me MORE mindful.

How beautiful was my cat coming to greet me in the garden?

Looking at this makes me feel really happy!

So does this one!

The act of taking a picture can be joyful in itself.

I can still hear the sound of the waterfall and the birds as we headed into the horseshoe at Niagara Falls.

How perfect was this sunset over Rockville?

To me, this picture really captures the presence of the saxophone professor during rehearsal before last weekend's concert.

Can you hear the wonderful music that is being played?

And feel the "high" after the performance?

As a parent,  I will always remember the smile on Annie's face as she walks to the car when we pick her up at her dorm.  I don't really need  a picture to remember this, but it's really nice to have!

So I can finally put Jonathan Safran Foer's nagging theory to rest
because, at least for me, 
I know it's not true.

Thursday, November 13, 2014

Watch with Glittering Eyes

This little girl could be me.
She is looking with awe and wonder at the world around her,
slowing down to see the beauty 
in a place that many would not.

I've always been a watcher of the world. 
When I got my first camera, I wanted to take pictures of everything
but felt frustrated when the photos didn't match my memory.
I kept trying.
And it keeps getting closer.

I've always wanted to capture my day in pictures.
Yesterday I finally did.
I hope you get a feel for what my ordinary day was like.

My day began with a text message from my daughter.  
It made me feel proud.  
It also made me laugh.

Looking out my kitchen window,  I had to take this picture of Halle.
She was probably watching for squirrels, but I like to think she was contemplating life.

Breakfast, emails, Facebook, and my Happy Light.

Next,  it was fun to unpack a box from Bayphoto with client orders.

Momo watched me through the window.

Clean the litter box.

Clean the dishes in the sink.

I brushed Sami before giving him a bath (he wasn't very happy)

Maddie is always around!

He's so handsome!

For Sami, blow drying is the absolute worst part of bath day.

The self-time on the camera captured this cute picture of us!

All done.

Time to get myself ready for the day.

Momo was very curious about the camera.

Then she hammed it up.


Off to CVS.

Want to go for a ride?

Saying good-bye to Maddie before we go.

It's a beautiful day!

Maddie greets us when we get home.

After dropping off donations for Big Brothers/ Big Sisters
I head to Glastonbury for a dentist appointment.

Hartford is looking pretty!

No cavities!

I needed to pick up some things at Whole Foods.

The produce department there is a feast for the eyes.

Hartford is bathed in gold on the way home! 

By the time I get to Manchester, it's already dark.
I stopped to buy yarn to knit a present for Annie.

These are my pictures with a long exposure on my way home through traffic.

Vance and I made a spinach, hamburg, onion pizza for dinner.

Halle waits for Vance to drop some cheese.


 Halle - still waiting.

Time for some TV.

Here comes Momo!

Do I love taking pictures because I notice things
do I notice things because I love taking pictures?

The answer is yes.

The End.