Someone, I won't name names, but someone was getting at me last night about my picture taking. They explained to me that they don't like to be in pictures. I understand this. I know. So, they questioned why when we went on vacation I kept taking incessant pictures of them. I pointed out that of the 150 pictures I had taken of our vacation, they were in exactly 8, and they needed to get over their issue. I don't like having 150 pictures of bridges and buildings. Personally, when others show me those kind fo pictures I clock out. I need to see at least one or two humans in them.
I've really tried to be better about picture taking. Ok, lately that has kind of gone down the toilet as my camera has permanently sat on my coffee table, but usually I try to be better about it because I realized a couple of years ago that I have no pictures from a good 6 years of my life. It was weird. There is a whole slew of friends whom I don't have a picture of.
Again, someone got at me last night. They said that they don't care about having pictures like that. They don't need pictures because the memory is in their head. Yeah, its in my head too, but I don't remember everything. And then all of a sudden I see a picture of something I'm missed, and it just makes me happy.
I did not point out that this same person who "doesn't like pictures" took about 10 of me at Katie Branch's birthday 4 years ago on a very early morning trail ride with no makeup. I'm just saying. I suck it up for others. Others can suck it up for me.
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It wasn't E that was saying this, was it? She doesn't seem to mind her picture taken...
OH, yes she does. She went off on me last night about that.
I have a pretty good memory but not good enough to not need pictures. As I've gotten older I've definitely realized that taking pictures can be really cool if done right. Sure, nobody wants to look at a bunch of crappy pictures, but good photographers are always interesting to look at.
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