Thursday, July 12, 2007

I turn my camera on.

I'm not a photographer. I don't even play one on TV. HOWEVER, I do like to take photos. I'm practically two steps away from becoming my great-Aunt June, who doesn't go anywhere without a disposable camera around her neck. I didn't used to be like this. Since the dawn of the Digital Age, though, I've enjoyed taking plenty of point 'n click shots. Whether I'm on the road or simply having dinner, I'm a picture taker. I'm fine with that. Here are a couple shots I've taken of late that I enjoy.

My friend Jessica actually is a photographer. She gets paid to do what she does. I've learned that she doesn't much like it when the tables are turned on her, though. During one of the many pool parties I've hosted thus far this sunny season, I decided to start snapping some shots. She's always told me that I take such horrible photos of her that I was set on changing her mind. The first shot had her giving me a dirty look. This one was an unexpected moment, the kind I like stealing best. I think I did good. Yes, I'm patting myself on the back for it, too.

For those who don't know my friend Lynn, he's an angry, angry man. He, too, fears cameras. I do believe he was running away from me at this point, scowling back at me as he did so. Or was that a sneer? I dunno why Ward is laughing in the background. Perhaps she laughs when she's scared? If you know him, don't tell him I posted this. I don't much care for being pummeled. Not again, anyway.

With my niece Kayzha, I almost feel like a proud parent of sorts. I take photos of her like crazy. The same can be said of any of my nieces and/or nephews, really. She can't do much but crawl and cry yet, but she's a master at sitting. I don't think she moved for half an hour once she got upright. I believe her dad refers to that chair now as The New Babysitter.

And, no, I didn't take one but, when your niece crawls across the room and, inexplicably, hugs you, over and over and over again, well then, that's something I want to remember for a good long time. And I will.

6 comments:

Sarita said...

Photos are good. Documenting life is great. Photography is my journal. Images inspire words.

And Jessica and I are kindred spirits in that regard. Always behind the camera. Always behind. Something I sometimes lament. I dare someone to take a good picture of me. (That's an awesome pic of Jess).

You take pretty great photos for "not being a photographer".

Price said...

I like you, take a lot of photos. It's the blessing of our generation. Photo-laziness. I figure about one in twenty-five or thirty turns out pretty nicely. On a typical trip, I try to take a couple hundred.

Anne said...

I am so glad I live in the digital age which makes it so easy for me to document the world as I see it.

Great pics, and aren't niece and nephew hugs and kisses the best? Probably one of the most wonderful things in the entire world.

plainoldsarah said...

I like seeing lynn get angry. I spent nearly our entire trip to n.o. trying to get a rise out of him. if only i'd whipped out my camera. you did get a good shot of him that night, but I think mine was better!

... said...

It looks like Lynn is using the "F" sound.

f*bomb. said...

I crawl across the floor to hug people inexplicably, over and over again, but then usually they just get uncomfortable and confused and nobody ever, ever takes pictures of it. When did loving get so complicated?