So, this week I was looking for some slides of images I had taken when my husband and I visited Las Vegas. You see, I sometimes submit images to stock agencies and they currently have a need for images of the Las Vegas strip. Since I wasn’t sure in which binder they were, I had to look through several. Within those binders, I found so many images that I completely forgot about.
I found images I had taken of my son when he was a newborn and when he was about three months old. In addition, I found images I had taken of my sisters, images I captured for the book of a first-time author, and even one of my very first jobs of a realtor and her sister. I’m glad that I labeled the jobs so that I could remember their names. The thing is, if I didn’t remember their names, I could always remember the session after viewing the images. There was always something about them to remember.
One of my biggest takeaways from seeing the images is how thankful I am for growth! Not just as a person, but as a photographer. I must say, some of the images I saw made me cringe but most of them made me smile. Seeing those images my sisters and I took for our mother’s Christmas gift brought back a flood of memories. I even found some images I captured for advertisements for my sister Robin’s then beauty spa she was opening. What wonderful memories!
As you may have surmised, I have not always been a digital photographer. Switching to digital was more of a business decision than it was a desire to go digital. In fact, I used to own a medium format camera, a Mamiya M645. S/N: there are three camera formats: small, medium, and large. A 35mm, which is most common, is considered small format. I might address this some other time. For now, I am going to revel in the treasure trove of images I created so long ago. Oh, and one more thing, this is also an excellent example of why it is important to have pictures. They remind you of all of the experiences and people you may have forgotten.
“Sometimes you will never know the value of a moment until it becomes a memory.” ~anonymous