snails
March 14th, 2007 by Dawn Tacker
When people meet me and learn that I’m a photographer, then they meet Andrew, they usually remark on how I must have thousands of good pictures of my son. Sadly it’s more of a case of the cobbler’s children going shoeless. I have a few images - OK OK, more than a few - but certainly not thousands that touch my heart. This is partly a function of time, as I spend so much of it sharing my skills with others, and partly a function of wanting to cherish the images that I do make of him. If I had an image of Andrew that really touched me for every day of the year, I don’t know if they would lose meaning because I would have so many. It’s why I encourage parents to shoot often, take lots of pictures of the everyday things, and then have me come in a few times a year to make those images that touch your hearts.
This is a sequence of an event that happens everytime it rains here (not often enough!) Andrew likes to go outside and watch snails. He can easily spend a half-hour in one spot, just observing. It’s something I wanted to document, to share with him when he is older, to look back on myself and remember the slow times together. And lest you think I’m loading the deck, I took all of these with my dinky little point-and-shoot camera. Get out there and tell some stories.
