In with the Old.

I was looking through my Flickr page simply because I had not updated it in forever. Photographs are a funny thing, for me at least, because they seem to be a reminder of many things; beautiful moments, distinct feelings at precise moments in time, wonderful people, exotic places. And yet, photographs always kind of sit there in albums or in a harddrive (unless you’re Henri Cartier Bresson or Annie Leibovitz…). It seems kind of a waste doesn’t it? I have a vision of having my own place with huge white walls, covered in black picture frames filled with photographs of moments that are to special to be looked at only occasionally (one day). I took a moment tonight to look back at the many images I have stored on my page and was overwhelmed at all the beauty that I had regrettably forgotten witnessing. Here are some of my favourites: