| Saturday, October 25, 2008 |
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fuzzy pictures say so much more than proper, crystal clear ones. where everyone is happy, climbing all over each other, or posing or smiling, and the cameraman has perfectly composed with immaculate adaptation to available light and focus and shutter control resulting in a picture that's just, perfect. it makes you smile with the subjects and think of all such pictures you've been featured in. i have that too, you tell yourself. shiny happiness.
but fuzzy pictures are the real thing. shutter is off, focus is off, subjects are unaware, background unflattering. you look at them and probably think it's the politically correct thing to call it a great picture, because hey everybody likes to look at fuzzy pictures and comment on the magical reality of it all. but you look at the fuzzy picture for maybe a split second longer and then move on to the next one, and smile with the shiny happy people playing the fool to perfection.
sometimes i look at a fuzzy picture and wonder what it would be to be that person. to have on my mind what he or she has on his or her mind at the time. to be looking at what he or she is looking at. to be dealing with his or her devils. to be living his or her life. to be in a fuzzy picture, where everything is secure in its imperfection. whether i would prefer to be in my own fuzzy picture, or would want to trade lives.
i never feel this way about a shiny happy picture. i just click next and wait for the next fuzzy picture to come along, so i can feel the imperfection all over again. |
posted by n.g. at 18:33
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