I love, love, love shooting film. One has to slow down and contemplate the light, meter here and there, think in two dimensions, adjust the tripod. It is slow and meditative for me, in part because the equipment is so unwieldy, in part because the film so expensive. Each frame matters.
But this image was not shot on film. In fact, I’m lucky it exists at all.
Here’s the deal.
When I am with the spouse and kids, there is never a good time to take a photograph. I’ve missed many, many shots in the interest of “making good time,” catering to emergency bathroom and snack needs, or these days, trying to avoid the tween’s biting impatience.
My family will probably disagree–and for good reason. In truth, they have stopped and waited innumerable times for me to dig out my phone or a point-and-shoot. I take a ridiculous number of crappy snapshots on a daily basis, but the resulting images feel more like visual markers than like “real photographs.” Some are interesting, or serve to jog the memory, but most of them are jpeg trash. I save them anyway.
On the morning pictured, we were supposed to have hit the road an hour earlier. It had taken longer than expected to pack and leave our lodging, which was probably my fault. Two minutes into the drive, we had to stop and return Red Box movies. Five minutes later, we had to stop again to get gas and dig snacks out of a bag buried in the back. Finally, we were rolling. Everyone was a bit cross–and more than ready to get a few miles under the belt–when I saw the most amazing light coming over the lake and snow. I turned to my beleaguered family and smiled weakly. “So. I…uh…need to pull over for a sec.”
Sadly, I didn’t have my real camera along, but I grabbed the point and shoot and got out of the car. I slowed down for two minutes and really looked. I futzed a little with the framing and exposure. I walked closer, forgetting for a moment that there were three grumpy people back in the car.
It may not be the best possible photo, but it makes me very, very happy. In the midst of the manic, chaotic snarl of everyday finagling, it is possible to breathe and see and be in the present. And even if it’s just for two short minutes, it can be grand.
7 thoughts on “Weekly Photo Challenge: Grand”
I love when we are able to catch those moments. Beautiful picture!
Yes, it’s all about those little moments. Even if we have to fight for them… it amazes me that my family feels they can get impatient with me; when really my whole life is about taking care of the needs of others. It’s good for kids and spouses to realize that our needs matter too- even if it’s a need to stop and take a picture.
Indeed. Thanks for reading.
And I want to be on that pier! That’s one thing we don’t have here in Colorado…
I carry my camera everywhere and don’t even listen when people whine anymore. I rarely even respond. I figure for all the butts I’ve wiped through the years (6 kids) THEY OWE ME. I’ve also gotten really good about shooting through the window, framing in the rear view mirrors and side mirrors, etc.
This is an AMAZING shot. Way to make it happen.
Thanks! That makes sense: six butts=the freedom to take a photo for sure. 🙂