I have this idea that I’m going to be able to somehow bottle up my vacation, the sounds, the smells, the sights, the whole experience in the oodles of pictures I take on trips. I snap, focus, position, frame, change settings, annoy everyone in the group. The thinking is, if I get the right pictures then I’ll be able to revisit the trip over and over and over again for years to come.
Truthfully however, this is real pressure. I find myself thinking more about the picture possibilities than the sights themselves. And don’t even go into what happens, when the camera breaks, or the lense drops off, as it did on the beach in Costa Rica years ago. This is nothing short of a crisis.
So today, when we walked into the San Marco museum in Florence and were greeted by the posting “No photography or video”, and this included anything — gardens, pictures, architecture, the whole shabang, I was relieved!
It was so refreshing to soak in the paintings, deeply absorbing the atmosphere, quietly chatting and reflecting with our group. Ahhh … lovely. Then, as soon as we walked out, it was back to the camera snapping.
I just can’t help myself. I love the pictures!!!