Monday, July 7, 2014


n. the frustration of photographing something amazing when thousands of identical photos already exist—the same sunset, the same waterfall, the same curve of a hip, the same closeup of an eye—which can turn a unique subject into something hollow and pulpy and cheap, like a mass-produced piece of furniture you happen to have assembled yourself.

Photography for me was always a vemödalen-producing experience.  Hmm.  I'm not sure about the usefulness of the word "vemödalen," in my life at least, but I noticed it while was I perusing the site and it made me think of this photo.  iPhones are phones, text devices, calendars, and so much more but cameras you can expect to capture a deep-breath moment, a sudden stillness that makes you want to memorize it all?  Probably not.  

The image of the shade with a great expanse of nature and humanity stretching out beyond it, in the bright sun, is what stopped me.  It's cool there in the shade.  My eyes can un-squint.  It's safe, but the glare and dust is waiting for me.  The sharp descent will tease me into a quiver or a fall, but there's no other way to get home.

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