Photography. It’s about how a person sees the world…
…and how they decide to capture it.
You and I could be standing right next to each other, looking at the same view… and yet, not be seeing the same thing. It happens all the time. Because the way you see the world is not the same as the way I see it. That’s how we end up with so many photos of similar things that are each slightly different in their own way.
If you’re at all familiar with my photography, you’ll know that I really enjoy nature photography and I love to see the up close details of little things that many people normally wouldn’t even notice. How many times I have been told, “I never knew it looked like that!” And that makes me happy. It tells me that I have revealed something to someone– shown them something they’ve never seen before and may never have seen if I hadn’t decided to share with them my view of the world.
And how many times I have looked at a photo and thought, “Wow. I’m glad they have an eye for that.” Because if I had been standing in that person’s exact position, I may not have seen what they saw. I may not have been able to capture the view that they captured. But because that person’s eyes noticed something– saw something that caught their attention and appealed to them– they picked up their camera, snapped a photo, and shared it with me. Maybe not with me in particular, but I was still able to see it. For a moment, I am able to glimpse a view through that person’s eyes and see the world as they see it.
Sometimes, this can lead to a person beginning to view certain things differently than they did before. When I started seeing photos of eyes and realized how curiously amazing they are, I decided to give it a try. Obviously, I’m not quite as good as some at photographing eyes… but I am determined to improve on this and I am truly enjoying the journey.
Also, I used to not be at all interested in cemeteries. Not that I thought they were too creepy or anything, but I just didn’t find them all that interesting. When I started seeing all these very artistic cemetery photos (you can see some that I really like here: @my_minds_vagabonds), I began seeing cemeteries in a new way. And I wanted to photograph them myself. I started kinda creeping out my brothers with this sudden fascination too… but that’s beside the point.
Anyway… I was just sitting here today thinking about how thankful I am that so many photographers have been kind enough to allow me to glimpse the world through their eyes and, in doing so, have helped me to begin seeing the world in new ways myself. Thank you! I hope I have been or will be able to do the same.
Below are a few headstones that caught my eye and I just couldn’t resist taking a photo!
This one is the grave of a veteran of the American Civil War– a Confederate Soldier.
He was born March 17, 1839 and died November 19, 1907.
This tombstone caught my eye because it’s shaped like a cradle.
It is the grave of little Albert Harris who was born in July 1900 and died in September 1901.
I didn’t get to see this one up close so I don’t know whose grave it is or how old.
I just happened to notice it as we were about to leave. I thought the statue looked unique and interesting so I leaned out the window to snap a picture– mostly so I could look it up when I got home to see if I could discover the meaning behind it.
This is the only clue I have been able to find as to the meaning:
Woman hanging onto Cross – Faith. Original drawing accompanied Rev. Toplady’s hymn “Rock of Ages.” Also seen as woman clinging to pillar or anchor. Source: TheCemeteryClub.com