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Are you ever scrolling through your photo files, and suddenly a pattern emerges? I know that I take a lot of pictures of hands, and a lot of pictures of people walking away from the camera. But, it turns out, I also take a lot of pictures of feet...
Actually, I owe this observation to my lovely wife Sharon, who...
(SHAMELESS PLUG ALERT!!!!!!!!!)
...crochets these adorable dolls...
...and, who mentioned the other day:
"You take a lot of pictures of feet."
And so I do. But why?
I have been completely unconscious of this fact. So, I looked into the psychological factors of foot fancy, and it turns out that all psychologists are perverts, and I can't print what they say here.
This is a family blog.
I'm pretty sure THAT'S not why I take pictures of feet.
The truth is, for better or worse, I think of myself as a storyteller. And the still photograph can be a very powerful storytelling tool.
I see the life going on all around me as a great story -- millions...billions...of smaller stories, running around and into and through each other, weaving a living tapestry, writing the biggest story of all.
Once in a while, I'm asked to help tell someone's story.
I thrive on that opportunity, and I try to make each frame count. Each click of the shutter is another sentence, a statement, sometimes an exclamation point, another moment, another piece of the story.
I love to see that the closer you get, the more story there is to tell. For me, the big picture is nothing compared to the very small one. Our story is told in everything we do, and all that we are. Every word we speak, every look or gesture, each hair on our heads, our hands and eyes and belly buttons, and even our feet help to tell the world our unique and beautiful story.
And I guess that's why I take pictures of feet.