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Naked no more

Due to negligence on my part, my camera, all attendant equipment, and my iPod were stolen at the end of August.  I've gone through just about the peak of autumn without a camera.  Finally, after much rigamarole, I've got a new camera (I replaced my iPod about a month ago).  It is an upgraded version of my Canon Rebel.
     I don't know why I feel naked--perhaps naked isn't the best metaphor--let me say something was missing--without my camera.  I have this need to document scenes and events in my life visually.  This is obviously something ginned up by the camera manufacturers starting with Kodak and Eastman.  Yet, people have expressed themselves visually on caves and rocks for quite some time.  People even had portraits made of themselves through painting, so there's more to it than just consumerism. 
     I'm just fascinated by the play of light on certain surfaces, or the color of a leaf in mid-autumn.  Perhaps it's grasping at immortality to try to grab the ephemeral and fix it to paper for 15 to 20 years.  I don't know.  What I do know is that I'm glad I can write with light again.

Comments

Greg Hyde, S.J. said…
http://ncronline.org/books/2012/10/connecting-trees-author-explores-paths-reverse-forest-destruction

Saw this article and thought you might appreciate it. Didn't have your e-mail address, so that I would contact you here.
Greg Hyde, S.J. said…
https://www.facebook.com/ecojesuit
Scot said…
Thanks, Father Greg.

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