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📸 Photographs Down Memory Lane | From Behind the Pen

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Recently I pulled out my stored photo albums to try to put them in order so that it doesn’t look like I am suffering from a disorder! Turning the pages, seeing the faces of people who I grew up with, family members who are no longer with us, and snapshots from vacations and special events make me whip out my box of tissues and get lost in my emotions.

After I graduated from high school I took a course in commercial graphics at our local technical college. I actually loved developing the film in the darkroom, even though it could have been a chemical disaster if I wasn’t careful.

While I embrace technology, I simply am not a fan of using my smartphone as a camera all the time, although it is convenient. After a nightmare a few years ago while having a technician help me transfer my data from my old phone to my new one, guess what didn’t transfer? My pictures. It was supposed to have been easy access and a simple transfer from “The Cloud” but I don’t know where that “Cloud” went with my pictures! UGH!

I love the feel of my actual digital and 35mm cameras so that I can process the pictures, put them in my designated photo album, pull them out, and look at them later to reminisce whenever I want to. I guess I can get easily annoyed, scrolling through a never-ending gallery of pictures I’ve taken on my “SMARTphone,” just to find the one I’m looking for. Kodak, Polaroid, and Fuji, I miss y’all! 📸

The Photograph

capturing the stillness of a pose so deep
what story does a picture tell
how many words is it really worth?

what emotions are exchanged at a glance
the essence of a sentiment frozen in a moment
the heartbeat and smile of a love so pure?

will the photo emit the sweet innocence of life
a shout with excitement or quiet calm
or echo the hidden agony of bondage endured?

the photographs behind plastic sleeves
a canvas of still life that seizes my attention
I laugh, I cry, I frown, I remember

glances with wandering eyes, closed lids, or eyes focused
still life, which becomes a snapshot of the past not hidden
the shutter images through a camera lens it casts.

©2015 Kym Gordon Moore

Minnie Riperton (1947-1979) – Mother of actress and comedian Maya Rudolph, and music engineer Marc Rudolph. She could certainly take octaves to a different level than anyone I heard back then and now, a five-octave vocal range to be exact. She died from breast cancer the same year this record was released.

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