tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-654754338632526091.post7705542013418113887..comments2024-03-27T00:32:29.877-07:00Comments on Photos and Stuff: Reality and Photosamolitorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15743439184763617516noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-654754338632526091.post-18018439058511685952017-10-07T02:56:39.042-07:002017-10-07T02:56:39.042-07:00One of the more annoying aspects of being a photog...One of the more annoying aspects of being a photographer is to be told, "Put that thing away and just BE here! You'll never remember it otherwise!" Yeah, right: tell me that ten, twenty, thirty years from now, when you deny all knowledge of ever being here.<br /><br />A classic of pre-photographic remembering (and writing about remembering) would be Wordsworth's "Prelude", especially the passages about childhood. If you can handle the slightly archaic language, it's vivid stuff:<br /><br />https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45542/the-prelude-book-1-childhood-and-school-time<br /><br />MikeMike C.https://www.blogger.com/profile/11279776665185060446noreply@blogger.com