I was looking at an accomplished photographer’s pictures on FB. What was so special about his pics that I didn’t have? This comment kept pricking me with every new photo and was probably pricking because there was a stage in life when I too wanted to be a photographer.
I had sent pics to national Geographic and other contests that I found online but nothing got published anywhere but in my google album.
I think the desire was there since a long time but increased after I saw the movie Wake up Sid
I liked clicking pics but with time, I realized that I was the only one who liked or understood and appreciated my pics.
Now that I think about it, I remember my uncle showing me some pics in his camera. I was feeling bored because he had clicked his son in the garden but in different poses and his wife at home on the sofa in different poses and with few other people.
So, my realization and the point of writing about all this is that only the creator can truly understand the creation. For my uncle, the physical form of love is his family. He captured it and was happy to show and share it with others. I obviously don’t and can’t feel the same amount of love that he does for them.
Similarly, the photographers capture what they love and love what they capture. It is not necessary for others to understand or follow. You were not there. You don’t know the background. You don’t know what else was there to be clicked. Why the angle, Why the.. and y the…whatevers
It is like modern art or many other art pieces we see. We see and try to figure out the specialty. The little creative part of me always questions – What is so special about it? I could paint it. I also know that I don’t understand art. But how can I? I don’t know the history or reason. I am sure that every piece has a story that only the painter really understands and it is difficult to express and share.
So my point also is for everyone who feels that they don’t understand themselves or for my friends who think that others don’t understand them.
How can they?
How many people truly know your history. I had read some place that the longest relationship you will ever have is with yourself. So don’t be angry or upset if you think others don’t understand you. I hope you can be rest assured that your creator surely has a purpose of creating you and does understand you.
PS – I wonder what my artist friends have to say for this.