Photos v. Words

Sometimes I forget.... Ha, ha, ha! I just forgot what I was going to say. That's funny, and ironic. Oh well, I still remember what I wanted to post about (thanks to the title).

Some friends and family visit this site regularly. I'd like to think they enjoy it. Whatever they feel about it, they do visit. Some friends and family visit my Flickr site. The link is up on the right -->. What I'm not clear about it how many people visit both. I like the process and activity of writing. Like most activities, the more I do and the more I am exposed to, the more I improve. I am particularly inspired by many of the other blogs that I read. If you haven't noticed, there are a number linked over here --> The thing is, I am not always able to or interested in expressing myself this way. That's why I have my photos. Even if they are not necessarily always expressive of my thoughts or feelings, they are representative of me in the choices I make (what to take a picture of, what to post, etc.) I find I'm more likely to invest time in my photography than I am in writing posts. There could be many reasons for this but what's important is that a more complete picture of me (pun intended) involves both the written word and the captured image. I do find it funny though that even with my passion for photography, when asked by my brother whether he should spend his time writing for his blog or uploading pictures (the technical aspects of this decision might cause your eyes to cross, roll back in your head and your brain to shrivel and dry-- then again, you could do a mean George W. Bush impression) I told him to "write, write, write!" Photos can be incredibly expressive, and I'm dying to see more of his European experience but his words give me a greater scope of what is going on in his life. If I have to choose, his words are it (at least until I can see all of his pics). As for your choice, my words or photos, I hope you won't ever have to choose one or the other.

This picture is one of my favourites from yesterday's trip to Ottawa. Sure, there were other shots I was happy with but this may just be the best warning sign I've ever seen. It put a big smile on my face when I saw it and it continues to do so. I can only hope that other pictures I take have the same effect.