observer.
My friend Cara leaned over to me that night to comment that I seemed quiet. I replied that my husband had oddly said the same thing to me earlier that day. Suddenly feeling like I should offer up an explanation, the truth was that I didn't have one. While I'm usually fine at holding up my end of the conversation, that night I guess I just felt like observing. Which can be admittedly awkward.
Except that it wasn't. Because I was with great people. And great people don't require you to perform.
Also, I had my camera, which is a huge security blanket for me. As someone who is a closet Introvert, I love my camera for all the expected reasons: she allows me to re-tell stories, she empowers me with the ability to share my perspective.
But sometimes I love her just because she's something legitimate to hide behind. She's an understandable, even condoned way of becoming invisible. And sometimes (frankly) it's freeing to sink back and let stuff happen... without being responsible for an outcome.
How about you? Do you ever personify your camera? We'd love to see your examples of what she (or he) means to you.
Reader Comments (22)
These days my camera is my memory. With four kids it helps to have something to document, and remember.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/6riddles/4582550727/in/set-72157623017471431/
and these words, i feel them through and through "But sometimes I love her just because she's something legitimate to hide behind. She's an understandable, even condoned way of becoming invisible. And sometimes (frankly) it's freeing to sink back and let stuff happen... without being responsible for an outcome."
i miss you!
xo
I couldn't have said it better myself. My camera allows me to see and observe from a distance without having to participate. Perfect!!!
Like this swan...hiding out in the grasses:
http://www.marciescudderphotography.com/index.php?showimage=1176
last year, when i was in florida on vacation, i felt this way... i think my in-laws were even beginning to notice and wonder why i was so quiet and always taking pictures... maybe even almost resentful at times, thinking i was being anti-social.
i had just lost my job, and had just gotten a new {used} camera. so my emotional state was that of wanting to just be quiet and observe and see things through my camera. even on the beach, i had my camera with me and sat back as a silent observer... and as the photographer of the group. but this was good for me. and i got some good pictures as a result, i think.
http://itsjusthowiseethings.blogspot.com/2010/05/florida-10-people-2.html
But I guess i have used my camera - many times as a way to give my kids freedom but still watch over them.
Note: This shot seems much more trecherous than it was (and there were adults close by but out of the shot) but me and my camera were the observers.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/htekmo/2625953647/?edited=1
http://everyday-glimpses.blogspot.com/
This is a cute shot of my oldest making quite the mess all over herself.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/49026977@N05/4624678018/
www.jamie-solorio.blogspot.com
My other girlfriend. I always called my computer my boyfriend... I was single and spent more time with him than myself sometimes.
But my camera allows me to see things without the emotion, without the sadness of seeing a homeless lady at a benefit and realizing who she is. I see it all as art... beauty from behind the lens. My camera protects me so I can see something for what it is without the emotional baggage included.
I explain it a little here: http://www.cabinfeververmont.com
And my photo blog: http://www.nekphotography.blogspot.com
http://sea-bass.blogspot.com/
Your quiet moment is the arc of a wave. That soundless sunlit, blue glass crest... just before the crash and hiss of breaking onto shore. Your quietness is what others paddle out on their boards to greet, knowing if they catch the power behind your contemplative moment, they'll be hanging ten on glory too.
when i was able to get my own camera a few months ago i cried when it arrived in the mail. i was in disbelief that it was actually mine. i'm not sure of it's gender yet. have to think about that one.
me and my camera watching a sunset. i think my camera is a "she" :)
http://www.flickr.com/photos/23196640@N03/4561303003/
http://journeyleaf.typepad.com/journeyleaf/2010/01/seeking-peace.html
Blessings for a beautiful day filled with beautiful moments.