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- momemts in time
- Manchester, United Kingdom
- Currently suffering from photographer's block, but somewhere there is a creative documentary photographer striving to get out and unleash social consience on the world. Then it becomes complicated as 'after post modernism' influences, 1970s photojournalism and traditional landscape ideas all compete for my attention. Some days I would like to go back to a Nikon F or M3 Leica with no meter and a few rolls of black and white film ...then I think that a 160mb Seitz or alpa T12 and a 60 mb back would be preferable if I had £50k to spare. Whoever said digital photography was cheaper? Oh... and we have a Golden Retriever who thinks he is human... and now look after a collie puppy who knows everything must be done in a rush...
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ReplyDeletethank you for the great feedback....and will respond with my own thoughts. In the meantime....this is the quote which jumped to mind when I read your comments on my blog....written by someone who has taught me how to look at connections and prayer in a more life enhancing light.....
"When you remember me, it means that you have carried something of who I am with you, that I have left some mark of who I am on who you are. It means that you can summon me back to your mind even though countless years and miles may stand between us. It means that if we meet again, you will know me. It means that even after I die, you can still see my face and hear my voice and speak to me in your heart.
For as long as you remember me, I am never entirely lost. When I'm feeling most ghost-like, it is your remembering me that helps remind me that I actually exist. When I'm feeling sad, it's my consolation. When I'm feeling happy, it's part of why I feel that way.
If you forget me, one of the ways I remember who I am will be gone. If you forget, part of who I am will be gone." Frederick Beuchner