Dance in the Full Moon

O, the Frailty of Memory

Thursday, April 22, 2010

4.22a

My film is at Wal-Mart today.
I love film because you know what pictures you take, but you slowly forget. Maybe I remember two or three of the pictures, but that's it. No more.
Opening the packet and rifling through a set of exposures is always a pleasure, even when they don't turn out. Sometimes, especially when they don't turn out. I like those because it's hard to figure out what the heck I was trying to take a picture of. (of what the heck I was trying to take a picture.)

I don't have anything deep for this yet; I'm late for class. Look for a film metaphor sometime today.

4 comments:

  1. I miss film too. It was always so exciting to come home from a trip and get all the film developed then see what pictures you actually took and which ones worked out. You're awesome for still taking film pictures.

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  2. I can see many metaphors for this. I can't wait to see yours.

    Ali is totally right.

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  3. It's up.
    It reveals itself at the end.
    LIKE FILM.

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