14 March, 2009
A Question of Memory
This isn’t a new question. It’s something I’ve considered and pondered for quite some time and for some reason it’s come to the forefront of thought lately. The question remains primarily for those of us left behind. What memories do we take with us? What do we leave by the wayside as we move forward? And at what point do we simply no longer hold onto all that was?
It seems we are led to believe that “out of sight, out of mind” no longer applies, what with a globally connected world, where you can connect to someone on the other side of the world without so much as a thought. Never has it been more important that “it’s the thought that counts.” I know for myself, it is an effort to step outside of the “here” and reach out and say a hello to all of those that are “there.” Most of the time, I get a machine, unfortunately not one of the chatty ones. And we are once again brought to the question of memory. Wow. Heavy.
Also, if you plan on photographing graveyards, I highly recommend sunrise. Now this isn't to escape the inevitable onslaught of all manner of undead, but to say hello to the cheery security guard who happily informs you to not trespass on the property next to said graveyard, as well as ask you kindly not to spray paint anything. Sunset might work too, but I don't know if the security guard is quite as cheery. Happy Hauntings!