I’ve spent a large amount of this weekend working my way through boxes filled with paper folders full of old photographs. A University friend is trying to gather together as many pictures as he can of our group of friends who studied together, hung out together, and kept in touch after graduation. Over the years we have holidayed together, attended many of each others weddings, and more recently the christenings or namings of each others children. My friend is planning to make a photo book with all the best photos so that we can all print it out and keep it as a really good memento. The geekdaddy and I stowed all our old photo prints up in the loft some time ago now, but have recently had to empty everything out as we’re due to have the insulation replaced up there soon. This made it a lot easier for me to grab out the boxes of photos and go through them to see what gems I could find.
I had a successful search, and ended up scanning in around 170 photos to share with my friends. I’ve uploaded them all to Facebook and we’ve all had fun laughing at each others hairstyles and reminiscing about old times. But going through this exercise has taught me a really valuable lesson about my photography.
I need to take more photos of PEOPLE.
I’ve worked my way through a number of folders where out of all 24 or 36 pictures on the roll of film there wasn’t a single person. This includes at least two major holidays, taken with groups of friends. Sure, I’ve seen some nice scenery over the years, but that doesn’t make me feel anywhere near as nostalgic as the pictures of people. Yes, all those rolling hills or theme park attractions were all very well, but looking back now I want to know who I was with, what we looked like, how we’ve changed.
I mean, look how young the geekdaddy and I were when we first started dating:
And look how smart we can be when we try:
Although I’m rather glad there aren’t more pictures of me before I learned how to look after my hair:
As I was going through the photos anyway I also took the opportunity to look for any photos of the geekdaddy’s side of the family. There were only 46 from all 24 years that I’ve know them. 46. That’s not many is it? And of those 46, only 19 pictures of my father-in-law, who very sadly died 9 years ago. Those are extra special, because they’re some of the only ways I can show my kids what their Grandad was like.
Take this picture for example. We were all on holiday in a villa in Florida, and received a visit from some Jehovah’s Witnesses. Rather than sending them away, my father-in-law took the opportunity to stand on the step with them for THREE HOURS putting forward scientific alternatives to their beliefs. This picture shows the geekdaddy listening to see what was going on, because none of us could believe he’d been talking for so long!
That picture will always serve as a reminder of that experience, and will be something to tell the kids about. Oh, and the Jehovah’s Witnesses weren’t daunted by the experience – they came back the next day as well!
So whilst my people pictures aren’t always the best quality
They do serve as wonderful reminders, and I’ve learned how valuable they are.
So from now on I’ll be taking more pictures of people. The Photo a Day project is already helping me with that, but I’ll be even more aware when I’m on holiday.