Monday, July 23, 2007
Green, wet pole
London, ON, July 2007 [Click to zoom in]
I believe we are a species that thrives on touch. Handshakes, pats on the back and hugs can turn our mood around in a blink.
The irony of photography is that it is anti-touch, Consider that the photographic print can be damaged by sticky, oily little fingers. Consider that we've long kept our prints stored in plastic sleeves within thick albums. No kids allowed.
Yet as I look at pictures like this, I think that touch can be a part of photography after all. When I see textures like this, I imagine what they would feel like. This pole, which sits in the middle of the new splash pad at Gibbons Park here in London, would probably be delightfully cool on a hot summer's day. I think the water on my fingertips would make me smile.
Right now, it's only a picture. But imagining the reality suggests that pictures can touch us in all sorts of ways. So I guess I'll just have to take more.
Your turn: Am I being silly here or does this touchy-feely photographic thinking have merit?