holy shit.
my trash folder has 500 photos in it. that's a nice round number. and among these 500 pictures are all the bad angles, awkward relationships, and not-important-enough-to-be-saved moments of the last 5 years of my life. and until now my memory functioned under the impression these moments were effectively gone. but no. iPhoto is much too careful. it knows how indecisive i am. and for 5 years i felt mistakenly triumphant in my decision to erase these sordid pieces of "film." but now iPhoto is laughing in my face. now, do i delete them permanently or once again go over these events and re-remember why i wanted to forget them in the first place?
(of course i went back through them.)
the contents of my trash folder fascinates me. much of them are poor pictures i took of myself. (narcissist.) many are of a person i definitely intended to forget. and the rest are tiny pieces of my life i didn't want. if only it were that easy to get rid of excess emotional crap. even then i'm sure there would eventually be a "trash folder" ready to bring it all back up. (i really wanted to make it all a metaphor. i couldn't resist.)
to summarize i thought i'd share one of the abandoned photographs:
brilliant.
there's so much to be said about pictures that weren't worth saving. and what's not in that folder says so much as well.
blows my freaking mind.
oh, and i never found that picture. sucks.
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