One of my favorite local bands during high school, The Youth Ahead, named their sophomore release A Day At The Park. The album featured photos of a local park where my friends and I used to hang out from time to time, but I never really found any appreciation for or meaning behind the title. For the first time since listening to this album, I found the power and beauty of a day spent at the park this past Sunday at Laurel Acres Park with some great people.
First, after an impromptu breakfast date at Perkins, party of five, we found that none of us actually had plans for the rest of the day. We mentioned that it will be about 75 and sunny, and we should do something to take advantage of the day. Catelin mentioned Laurel Acres Park, and the plan was set in motion.
Bob brought the corn hole set he made for our Memorial Day party last year, and the Sunday Sunday had begun.
Catelin thought it would be fantastic if she brought along some bubbles we bought (a 6-pack of bubbles for a dollar or two? Why not?!). There’s something very refreshing about blowing bubbles at a park on a warm Spring day.
My adventure in learning and practicing photography has made me begin to look at things in a different way. Rather than seeing just what’s going on on the surface, how can I begin to tell stories through images? Sure, if someone is just cheesing at the camera, it can be a nice picture, but can an image be more? It’s been said that a picture is worth a thousand words. How can that really be?
While at the park on this beautiful Sunday afternoon, I looked around me and I saw stories happening all around! I’ve noticed that, rather than assuming a story itself, I begin to ask questions and try to inspire similar questions to the viewer through the image itself. Take a look at some of these stories and questions as I see them.
I see stories forming through each of these images based on some of these questions which pop into my mind. While some of these stories may be longer than others (or even as short as my favorite 6-word short story: “For sale: baby shoes. Never worn.”), I am still excited to begin sharpening my eye to find the story within my approach to photography.