Deanne Fitzpatrick Rug Hooking Studio

Dear Diary, It is so easy now to gather images, to gather information. We are inudated with pictures and thoughts, whether in blogs, on tv, magazines and newspapers. Information is often free and easy. Today I took soome pictures of flowers. I snapped and snapped away, reminded that at one time, everytime I snapped a camera there was a price attached. You had to think of the cost of the film. It is the same wiith long distance phone calls. One time, when someone called long distance you would speak swiftly, counting the minutes. There was more of a price attached to conversation. The talk seemed more valuable. I proballly took fifty pictures in the last few days. We seize the moment from behind the camera, but so often nothing happens with any of those pictures. They are stored on hard drives, lost in a techno vaccuum. I said to myself, I am going to look at these shots, be reminded of ewhat I saw, what I recorded. It is not just the taking of pictures that matters, it is the value they offer later on, a reminder of the moment that a detail interested you enough to record it. I headed out on the beach to shoot a starfish but neither emerged. Instead there is the shape of the hills, the rolling of the tide in the sand, and a few bathing beauties. There is always a lot to see and I suppose carrying a camera with you makes you look for something of note. It makes you seek out the beauty.

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