Portrait

trace and i, before we were scarred for life by king kong so very happy, as we almost always are when together.

i love photographs. this was taken right before we went in to watch king kong, which was a terrible film in my opinion, but i remember being really happy.

i love photographs because they remind me of what we like to call the good ole times. they remind me of solidarity, of all the people that have been there from the very beginning and the ones that have become inevitably and equally intertwined more recently. it reminds me of the stages, the faces that have changed and the faces that have remained the same, the stories that have been lived and relived.

photographs draw this great picture of my life as it is : both vague and vibrant. it is collage of dancing and laughing, learning and drinking, of margaritas and clubs and boys and trouble, of loves and hates and friends and foes, of victories and losses and achievements and truimphs, of memories worth remembering and a history worth having.

photographs tell me : ‘life is good. life has always been good, and there will continue to be moments in life worth photographing and remembering forever. there are people who love you, and know you. people who have been there, and will continue to be there, in the photographs in the future, years from now, standing by you, and even then, for some reason, you will all look happy’.

thank goodness for photographs, for without them, who would ever be such a constant reminder of how much fun i have had, living in my own skin? how will i ever piece together such vivid fractions of my memory as i do with photographs, so vivid that i can relive and relish it whenever i please?

i look at photographs now, from ten years ago, from 2 months ago, from a week ago, and think to myself ‘why are we smiling here?’. and when i remember why, i am overcome with this unshakable certainty that our reason was a good one indeed. we were happy and we had each other. it was good enough, and it is still good enough.

hence, i’m linking my 3 favourite photo bloggers here, as a tribute to their efforts to help us all remember…in the nicest way possible.
manekha
anush
yanik

ps - i hate blogsome.