I spent most of today making last-minute arrangements, attempting to fill in the gap I created with an error in judgement last month. I was doing the best I could with the information I had at the time, but it’s hard for me to watch the dollar signs accumulate as we (married couple) work to find the right solution.
Mamiya 645 1000s, Portra 800
Here is a picture I took in Hawaii during our Christmas trip. I don’t usually take pictures of garbage receptacles, and since each film image costs me around $2 I’m certainly not going to fire off a shot on just any trash can. But this one was a nice color, and I wondered what the story was behind that bag of chips on the ground. Did it blow out overnight? Or did someone not care enough to place it all the way in the can? Do people in pretty places put more effort into keeping litter off the ground? There’s a part of me that feels that way, though I think it isn’t right (meaning, I should feel just as motivated in paradise as I do next door to a junk yard.)
The picture above looks like a mistake, with the focus somewhere behind the trash can instead of right on it. The camera I was using is broken in a way that means the focus is unpredictable, but I decided to take a chance on the trash can and see what would come of it. Or maybe it was all my fault and I chose the wrong focus point. I love that camera even with all its imperfections and it’s helped me to appreciate a softness in my images that I wasn’t able to embrace before.
This week I learned that the camera I used for the photo above is best for landscape shots of pretty places. I’ll share some images later that really sing. This week I’m also paying, literally, for a crucial miscalculation. I took a chance when making some plans and now I’m accepting that I misjudged the situation entirely. In these cases I often act as my own castigator, mentally flogging myself for my shortcomings and dwelling on them past the point of doing any good.
If you’re wondering, I picked up the empty chip bag and stuffed it down deep into the garbage after I took the photo so it wouldn’t blow out again. Today I’m going to push past this mistake and move on and learn from it so I’m not experiencing this sort of blowback from my next set of grand plans.
When is the last time you dwelt on something you needed to accept and move past? Tweet with me, @jennacole, or leave your thoughts on the That Wife Facebook page.