Documents of Experience: the Boston Marathon & A Photographer’s Obligation
They said not to look at any images on my camera. Just put that card away somewhere and don’t open it.
Telling those things to a photographer (who also has a photographic memory) is like saying stop breathing. It doesn’t matter if I don’t look at the images, I will have every photograph I took that day and even more burned in to my memory. As a photographer, you remember every single image you capture with a camera and seeing it again brings back the memory of that moment even stronger. The other collection of images in my memory, I can’t show you, but the photographs here are as close I can get you to it. They represent every emotion from my joy and excitement seeing the fans and top women runners at Coolidge Corner, to my peace and relief at the sight of a BBQ on the porch at Great Scott when I finally arrived home in Allstonrockcity. Everyone has images they took that day that are special to them, unique to their experience, and these are my documents of experience. So I’m opening them up and letting them go here.
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