What pictures can tell you
My dad doesn’t like being pictured, be it with digital cameras, paintings or any type of recording device which involves him being pictured and made immortal in papers, canvas or a video, he just doesn’t enjoy it. His argument was that, pictures will only bring sadness. Sadness to those who lives after him when he died. He said it to my mom on our way to my graduation and we were arguing on which photography service that we’re going to use.
I never thought it that way but I guess my father, who has live years before me, has different view and wisdom. Then I started to browse my photo collection on my laptop.
This is a picture of me on my trip to Melbourne and Sydney. I looked so happy, didn’t I? This is the live I never had. Sure I can make it into a sad memory, but I choose not to. I choose to store it on my “Happy” category on my brain and let it stays there forever.
