Where Truth Resides
I could capture her in her perfection. The bold silver of her hair or the light magic of her eyes when she's listening in close to every word you say. With any luck, I could take that image and make it shine even more with my fingers at the keyboard, as her years and her flaws slip away. I could do all this and make you see her, make you love her, make you understand who she is without any imperfections holding you back from the truth.
This is my work, I tell myself. To eliminate the distractions. To take the flaws of the photo or the subject and minimize them until all you can see is the beauty. This is why we have the tools right? This is what it means to be an artist in a digital age.
But what if the beauty is in the lines that show with each passing age? What if the magic of knowing her is to see the way that love (and sorrow) has made her face worn and kind? What if the only way to know the truth is to make the imperfection plain?
I worry I am using my photography to tell a story about my life that isn't always true. I wonder if I am clicking away all the rough edges, only to make pictures that tell half truths of my raw, messy, beautiful life. How would things change if I used my post-processing skills to highlight all the places truth resides when things are anything but perfect?
Show me the photos where beauty shines in the absence of perfection. I want to see your real life--the one that celebrates what is true, no matter what.
Reader Comments (32)
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Except for perhaps self portraits...then I might smooth and soften things a little, lol.
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The words are as beautiful as the image itself.
http://thehipmommasjournal.squarespace.com/journal/2008/4/10/imperfection.html.
http://tracienolesross.com/sketchbook/?p=122
http://web.mac.com/pabis/Mama_of_Letters/Blog/Entries/2008/3/18_All_or_Nothing.__A_Little_or_Something..html
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I'm sharing a photo from my son's first surgery. There are so many things wrong with seeing a child in the hospital. No one is looking at the camera in this picture. It looks like I'm about to dump one brother on top of another. And yet... this is one of my all time favorites. It's the first smile we'd seen on that sweet little face in days. He saved it up for his hero - his big brother!
Life isn't always pretty, but there are moments in every day that should be celebrated.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/camerashymomma/2405661242/
I love you blog and look forward to it daily..
http://www.photoblog.com/abbeyh13/
I almost threw out the attached photo originally because the flower looked a little too bruised and beaten up- but then realized what the flower represented meant more than the outward appearance...
http://cotterpinhouse.wordpress.com/2007/10/12/october-showers-eventually-bring-may-flowers/
My husband is a lover of posed shots-big cheesy grin, the perfect stance, clothes and hair in place. I like the random, the moments in time that can't be recreated. It's good that I don't listen to him.
Here's my favorite random shot of my husband and son: http://www.flickr.com/photos/74752856@N00/2242926853/
And favorites of my son: http://www.flickr.com/photos/74752856@N00/2242795377/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/74752856@N00/2299218876/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/74752856@N00/2331414829/
shuttersisters
the beauty in this photo is the gift given by others
the imperfection is that it just wasnt enough
http://www.flickr.com/photos/nickythomasphotography/2388379816/in/photostream/
nicky x
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whatever the case seeing all the beauty that age brings is priceless
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Here's a photo I've always loved, even though the lighting's not quite right, and I couldn't figure out a way to post-process it very well:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/sierraromeo/2115836525/
I just love the fact that my pastor will run through our church during a sunday service dancing with 3 year olds.
http://kellyswritelife.blogspot.com/2008/04/where-truth-resides-for-me.html
http://flickr.com/photos/lawyermama/2403847327/
and another recent photo showing all the imperfections of my grandfather:
http://flickr.com/photos/lawyermama/2400946936/
and my dad:
http://flickr.com/photos/lawyermama/2399434383/
http://www.excelsiorfarms.com/history/2005%20Pictures/tuner.jpg
http://outloud.wordpress.com/2008/04/10/carrot-pop-almond-eyes/
http://www.noburpingatthetable.blogspot.com
http://www.flickr.com/photos/strawberrygoldie/2405895503/
Afterwards, I took a photo of our little guy, wonky teeth, freckles and messy hair -- and he looks just right to me. http://justpurelovely.typepad.com/justpurelovely/2008/04/this-smile-need.html
I love this picture of your mom. (And I bet she does too!) It makes me wish she would hold my hand and take me with her to Africa -- you know, on one of those 'good deed' trips that ends up helping you grow ever-so-much more than it helps anything else. :-)
Love,
R
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