Tuesday, November 5, 2013

The best is yet to come

As I'm typing this, my computer is slowly dying. I think my wonderful MacBook Pro is reaching its last legs after four loyal, wonderful years of creative adventures in life.

'Tis the cycle of life, I guess.

You know, lately I've been thinking about that a lot lately. The cycle of life, I mean. And just how fragile and wonderful life is.

I'm working pretty intensely on a big project that is going to run over Veterans Day weekend about war coverage, so I've essentially spent the last month looking and and studying images and film of the wars of the 20th and 21st centuries.

 Sometimes, I feel guilty with how I feel when I look at these images. The photographer in me sees these images, these photographically beautiful images, of such terrible, horrific things. And I'm emotionally torn. The beauty and the juxtaposition of what the images are actually of pulls me in two complete different emotional positions.

 But mostly, I think how lucky I am to have never had live or visit an area of the world that is so broken, so torn by conflict.

 Maybe some day, I should visit one of those places. Maybe I should understand the pain, and horrible agony behind the images that move me.

But for now, I'll look at the images. And pray for the people torn by the agony that moves me.