I love that the art of photography captures time. When I see these images....I am transported back to the moment of each click. I remember precisely.
That's what got me to thinking a thought I don't think I've ever processed before.
Not only does photography capture time for the subject....but for the photographer as well...on a whole different level.
It's like I process photographic memories with an added layer of depth....one that cements time into my existence. Moments that would be long lost and forgotten are forever embedded into my being.
When I click...I am remembering.
There's my weird rambling thought for the day.
Third Day
By far, this was one of the most fun evenings I've ever had w/a camera. A press pass and music I absolutely adore. What more can I ask for?
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