Its not often, having completed my edit (as in sorting out the crap from the not quite so crap) that I’ll go back into an original batch of pics for a second bite of the cherry as it were.
In fact, offhand, I can’t recollect another occasion when I’ve done that.
So this is a bit of a weird experience for me cos that’s exactly what I’ve just done!
Specifically, the pics from that rather confusing ramble that mate and I embarked upon the other day.
Having finally managed to get back home, and despite all the knackeredness we were both feeling, I do believe my final words to mate as he departed for his homeward journey were something along the lines of “What’s the betting I start uploading some of those pics tonight then?”
Which is precisely what I did, in between bouts of nodding off over the keyboard.
However, apart from the odd one or two, I’d ended up with a selection (notwithstanding being the “best” of the bunch) that didn’t overly impress me. Good enough, just about, but that was it really.
Strange how some things grow on you though.
Now its not as though photos are like some vintage wines. Its not as though they improve with age (we’re talking digital here; it may well be different for film!). Is it?
Yet that’s exactly what seemed to happen. For over the days those pics have been on Flickr I’ve revisited them time and again. And there’s a good handful of them that seem in some way to have improved sort of. How bizarre.
What’s really happening of course is that I’m seeing qualities in them that I didn’t see first time around. Or maybe I saw but hadn’t consciously recognised.
Whatever… the consequence is that there’s now some pics from that particular batch that I’m finding I’m beginning to really really like.
Sufficient in fact to entice me back into an examination of all the ones I’d originally rejected and see if I could find any more that showed some sort of promise, or appeared worthy of salvaging.
And I’ve dragged out another half-dozen. About on a par with most of the others from that energy-consuming day I suspect. But I’ll be interested to see if these too develop hidden qualities over time.
Though I doubt it!
Mmm… what’s even more scary is that there’s a coupla pics from that first edit that I now wouldn’t mind printing out on canvas or something, framing, and… er… hanging up on me wall as “proper” pictures. Oops.
Where’s it all going to end I ask meself.