I was chatting with a friend the other day about how souvenirs and objects picked up on your travels can mean so much to the person who bought/found them but nothing much to anyone else. You can remember clearly the beach where you found a heart shaped pebble or the smells and sounds of the market where you bought an unframed watercolour or small carving. To everyone else they just see the object itself with no context.
We were discussing how photos are slightly different; nearly everyone has experienced a sunset for example so people can directly relate to a photo, they can experience it almost as though they were there, respond to it more closely. However to the person who actually took the photo, the act of looking at it afterwards is still much richer. This is a photo of the sun going down over the Atlantic Ocean from the island of Colonsay this summer. It’s not anything particularly special but I know what it looked like to my right and left, I remember crossing the beach and walking up the hill for a better view. I remember the quality of the air, the wind in the bog cotton, the moon rising above Jura behind me, waiting and watching for the last bit of light then turning and wandering back down the hill and recrossing the beach (which was now covered with the light from the sky on the shallow water), to return to my friends and my tent.
This is why a sunset is not just a cliché, it’s an experience to be relived when the sky is cloudy and dark and you long for the light and that feeling you get when you slip from the daytime into the gloaming... #colonsay #scotland #xt2 #scotlandisnow #sunset