Photography Is My Time Machine: Why I Never Leave Home Without My Camera by Courtney Battista Bish
Want to see my time machine? Photographs have the unique gift of taking us back in time, of capturing a moment as it was and as we were. Memory is a fickle thing, it's subject to time and perception and our complicated brains. Photographs are just that – snapshots of a world frozen in place.
I am the friend you regret bringing with you on a hike, while I lag behind to take photos of flowers. The friend who says, "Let's take one more selfie." I take photos of dilapidated barns and glowing sunsets. I take candid photos and posed photos, photos of my family, photos of my life. And I don't regret one minute of it.
When I look back at those photos, some taken with my gorgeous DSLR and others taken quickly with my cellphone (or better yet, my trusty Fisher Price Kodak camera with the flashbulb strip!), I remember the moments as they were. They evoke things I'd forgotten, like the feeling of those electric pink windbreaker pants or the smell of Grandma's kitchen. My memories are contained in time, just as they were, even as everything around me changes. They remain ever the same.
I won't ever regret being that friend who says, "Just one more photo."
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