An exploration of writing, chronicling, and retrospection in all it’s fragile subjectivity.

Writing. Chronicling. In all of it’s fragile subjectivity.
As a photographer, I’m all about drawing an arbitrary vignette around a given moment, but writing has been a medium that I’ve grown to love, and let me tell you-- it has an entirely different evocative quality.  Why is that?
Have Instagram's 4x4s ruined the chronicling of memories into a flood of filters at the mercy of number of likes? Did selfies undermine the nostalgic nature of pictures into mere duck lips and grainy lighting?
Or perhaps non-tech, analog memories are richer. Let’s go with that.
A moment to stop, and embrace where you are.
To check your perspective. To think big picture.
It's the medium through which memories will come alive as the colorful, the monochrome, to the golden tinted recollections like these moments photographed. Like the best art, I suppose what writing forces us to do is not only chronicle-- but to understand.

My girl Joan Didion said it best when she wrote,
“We tell ourselves stories in order to live...We interpret what we see, select the most workable of the multiple choices. We live entirely, especially if we are writers, by the imposition of a narrative line upon disparate images, by the "ideas" with which we have learned to freeze...”
So keep that notebook, that tissue, that book margin occupied. Let your subjective prisms flood out in the written word. 
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