“All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s (or thing’s) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt.”
― Susan Sontag
There is something about these specific photos, just little things, specific emotions captured, a tilt of the head or a look in the eyes that make me pause. They each hold a connection to a specific memory, a specific moment in time. Some make me wistful, some happy and some fill me with pure contentment. Some are very old and some more recent. All hold in place a time in my life, captured, and held still and so impossible to reproduce. I can’t explain exactly what it is about these specific photos that cause me to pause or smile, I just know that they do.
- Street Photography: 4th of July (teatimewiththemadartist.wordpress.com)
- with the photographs there (alwayscoffee.wordpress.com)