I loved this stitched image of midtown New York so much I decided to remix it.
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In moments of self-awareness, I can acknowledge that one of the reasons why I gravitated so strongly to photography is that I love to remember. In moments of self-honesty, however, I can also admit that not all of my remembering is good for me. I can’t remember (har har) what set this train of thought into motion last fall, but I have been thinking about this in the context of lots of things going on in my life since then. Lots of questions come up. When do I transition from fondly reminiscing about the past to mentally setting up house in it? When does trying to reference a lesson learned transition into reliving and wallowing in a negative experience? How often is history rewritten in my head? Does it all keep me from moving forward? And, of course…why? I made a list of what comes up for me when I think about the past. Ideas about myself, my childhood, my relationships. There are plenty of dark spaces in those thoughts. However, this series is meant to depict associations that are mostly joyful for me, although I have both positive and negative associations with them all. I’m hopeful that this exercise might provide a segue into examining the shadowy corners.
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LOVE this series. LOVE.
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love love love the mouthpiece. i have, to this day, never heard you play. but i love that you love to remember, as i do too. and i’ve asked myself similar questions. it’s hard for me to know where that line is between remembering and regressing, and i find that on any given day, the same memory might affect me completely differently. sometimes that memory is easy, just factual history, while other days it’s heavy with emotion. i think my emotional response to a memory, especially one that isn’t consistently light and fun, largely reflects what else is going on in my life, and the danger for me is when i let my current thoughts/situation influence my perception of the so-called reality of the memory. suddenly i fail to see all the shadows, and focus only on that tiny glint of sun that at the time didn’t offer any light, warmth, or life. but in my altered perception, i’ve glorified it.
without our memory, our lives lose meaning. so even though remembering can sometimes keep us in a rut, i’d rather wallow in a memory than have nothing in my memory at all. and one thing is certain – everything changes, so the wallowing simply cannot be interminable.
i think you’re very self-aware. and very vunderwool.
I haven’t been in the best spirits lately, and part of why is that I haven’t been shooting very much. This afternoon, I forced my way out the door and down to Palo Alto to meet up with some fellow photographers for a photo walk. I ended up walking alone and, using one wide-angle lens, I focused on capturing symbols of how people get themselves from place to place.
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Makes me miss Palo Alto a lot! Great captures Dana – love the movement in that final shot.
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Nice theme, Dana! I especially like the bike detail shots, zipcar, and the blurred traffic.
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the dog is unattractive (to me) but looks awesome in your amazing shot. and i love the teal bike handle bars. makes me think my beautiful bike needs a photo shoot with you too…capture its true beauty thru a d.u.eye, you know?
As I was putting the lid on last year’s image library (which basically means I was moving the files off my computer to my 3 backup locations), I came across lots of images that I really love but hadn’t shared. Let’s face it, when you take 40,000 images a year, not even a loving mother will sit through them all. But here are 20 moments from 2010 that caught my eye the second time around.
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Trying to figure out where my pic was?! Didn’t I see you in 2010????
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