As ordinary things often do…
Continuing to love my little point and shoot Camp Snap. Carrying it along with me on rides or putting it in my bag is a nice physical reminder to shoot some dang pictures! What I’m finding is that I like taking pictures of people the most with it. Portraits have always made me nervous, but the little point-and-shoot seems to mostly remove that feeling. Maybe because it looks like a toy camera, so it just inherently takes the seriousness out of it. Guessing it could also be because I feel more intentional when I have it. It’s not like snapping a quick iPhone picture. I want the picture to show up, so I turn on the flash or try to find the right light and get as close as needed to the person for visual clarity.
I’m getting better at it, and it’s a fun, creative exercise. But mostly, I love trying to show people as I see them. A proud smile, who they are in that moment, a shared experience happening right then and there. It’s fleeting, but at least I find it magical.
At lunchtime I bought a huge orange—
The size of it made us all laugh.
I peeled it and shared it with Robert and Dave—
They got quarters and I had a half.
And that orange, it made me so happy,
As ordinary things often do
Just lately. The shopping. A walk in the park.
This is peace and contentment. It’s new.
The rest of the day was quite easy.
I did all the jobs on my list
And enjoyed them and had some time over.
I love you. I’m glad I exist.
Wendy Cope
