One of the big worries about starting this use-the-Nikon-daily project that I've begun for myself is that I'll end up taking photographs of a lot of mundane stuff: my entryway, the trees outside, a candle on my coffee table. My fear is that my hard drive is going to get filled with a lot of incredibly ordinary things.
But then, yesterday, I stumbled across this story of a man who came upon 31 rolls of undeveloped film from World War II, shot by a single soldier. I suspect when the soldier took many of the photographs, he wasn't thinking that he was capturing something historic -- it was just for him to remember his barracks, or what it was like to attend church on base, or even sitting around waiting for a train with his buddies. He was just taking photographs of his everyday life. It's only when we look at them 70 tears on that we realize their importance. We discover that they're taking us back in time, sharing a moment of history.
So, I say forget all the studies that maintain we're spending too much time taking photos, and not enough time living life. Take those photos. Snap those selfies. Do it with abandon. Because even though you may not realize it in the moment, you're recording history. You're bending time.
And besides, it only takes a second. You can go back to living that amazing moment while barely skipping a beat.
(Click here or on the image below to watch a 10-minute film about the processing of the 31 rolls of film that soldier shot.)
I'm off to Salt Lake City today, to attend the Altitude Design Summit. I'll actually be speaking this afternoon at an Early Bird Session, starting at 4:30 pm -- if you're going to the conference and arrive early enough, I'd love to see you there! Otherwise, if you miss the session, but will be in Salt Lake, please tap me on the shoulder and say hi.