I've been going through my iPhoto archives. The effort to truly cull is so far past due that it seems like dust. But...out of necessity really...I'm back at it.
It's been interesting to see the period of time right around when the end of my marriage was ramping up (2012-2014). I was mainly taking pics with my phone using the Hipstamatic app. I know I was doing more than that, some film here and there, because it shows up in my Flickr camera roll. But in my digital archive, yeah, it's mostly iPhone pics.
I suppose this stands to reason, in a way. That was a particularly excruciating and confusing period of life. I'm actually surprised that I just kept on keeping on with creative stuff. In the photos there's the usual garden, self portraiture, food, bay, etc. etc. content. I didn't take too many pictures of the low points. But boy, I can still feel them when I look at some of the images. And I suppose I can take some comfort in coming out the other side. I mean, everyone has stuff and in the grand scheme of things I was pretty fortunate. Still, it's all relative I suppose.
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