I had the pleasure of joining a special SheClicksPhoto walk yesterday in Holland Park. OlympusUK were with us and as such, I had the joy of trying out a lovely little E-M10III.
I have absolutely no experience with this type of photography, so it was an adventure. In that same spirit, these snaps were all shot as JPGs with the camera’s monochrome setting. Quite an extreme choice for me, the control freak who shoots with a tripod and works only with RAW files. 🙂
Before visiting the Rub’ al Khali, I had expectations. In my imagination, I had created it as a vast expanse of beautiful sand formations as high as buildings and beautifully sculpted by the wind with undulating patterns. I knew it was beautiful. I knew it could kill me. It was sublime.
During my visit, the last three sentences above remained intact in my mind, but my understanding of this enormous body of sand changed dramatically. This (all?) desert is full of life – plants, animals and humans, the latter of which has left quite a mark on it.
I didn’t process these images literally for years because what I found and photographed didn’t match my initial creative vision for the place. I was disappointed and eventually, I forgot about the photos all together. I’ve looked at them recently though with a different perspective. I am awed by the resilience of life (not mine – it would still kill me easily) and I am frightened by the extent to which we manipulate nature and “the landscape”.
Is there any actual natural land left in the world?
This was a lovely little side trip on the way back from portfolio reviews in Derby earlier this year.
Completely unrelated, I was thinking today about a bad habit (?) I have of being melancholy about good memories. When I remember something nice it brings with it a sharp pain of loss – the loss of that nice thing because it was then and is not now. I find this very frustrating about myself.
On the flip side, I also experience strong gratitude/appreciation for small happy things as they occur. Maybe these two reactions are the result of the same something about me… I would much rather just be happy about it all. 🙂 Perhaps some retraining is in order.
Do you experience good memories in this way? Or happy things as they occur this way?