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I saw an image shared on social media the other day and it’s been playing in the back of my mind ever since. Photography then and now.
It’s a simple image with a message that is all too familiar to me. I will often take a photo using my mobile phone if I am out and about without a camera and I am indeed guilty of never going back and looking at them.
I’ll take it because it catches my eye or because it’s expected or for any number of reasons. Sometimes I will send it to my partner or even put it in a group chat with others, but only sometimes. The most common fate for photographs taken with my phone is to be left ignored and unappreciated in the depths of my mobile phones data storage.
Memories stored deep,
Thousand photos lost in time,
Unseen stories weep.
At least with my camera set to shooting raw as it always is, I am forced to download them to a computer and process (develop) them from the raw file. Usually if I go to that effort it’s for a reason and won’t be left to be forgotten about on some hard drive.
That’s not to say every image taken does get processed, or that ever image processed ends up being viewed beyond myself at the time of processing. Some still end up lost and ignored on a hard drive somewhere.
