Osmer_Toby
TPF Noob!
- Joined
- Jun 4, 2003
- Messages
- 1,767
- Reaction score
- 5
i feel like i am undergoing one lately. the epiphany, that is, not the trash. there's alot goin on in my life right now, but one thing that is greatly contributing to this sea change is my involvement with photography.
it has always been a hobby and fascination, but now it seems to be becoming part of my very consciousness. everywhere i go now, i see the world as if through a lens- everything i perceive now is a potential photograph. visual moments become frozen in my mind, and i find myself analyzing what i see in my mind's eye from a photographer's perspective. and i mean this is happening all the time- from when i get up in the morning to when i go to bed at night. it's like seeing the world through a child's eyes, because now nothing is ugly anymore.
i seriously think even the garbage on the sidewalks presents an image worthy of reflection and thought, much deeper than my old typical response: "oh, some ---hole littered again..." don't get me wrong, i still hate the trash for its destructive nature, but now it seems to have a hitherto unforseen value...
am i making any sense? do any of you go through the day seeing moments in time converted to potential images in your mind?
it has always been a hobby and fascination, but now it seems to be becoming part of my very consciousness. everywhere i go now, i see the world as if through a lens- everything i perceive now is a potential photograph. visual moments become frozen in my mind, and i find myself analyzing what i see in my mind's eye from a photographer's perspective. and i mean this is happening all the time- from when i get up in the morning to when i go to bed at night. it's like seeing the world through a child's eyes, because now nothing is ugly anymore.
i seriously think even the garbage on the sidewalks presents an image worthy of reflection and thought, much deeper than my old typical response: "oh, some ---hole littered again..." don't get me wrong, i still hate the trash for its destructive nature, but now it seems to have a hitherto unforseen value...
am i making any sense? do any of you go through the day seeing moments in time converted to potential images in your mind?