It seems to me the process of journalism is very difficult when it comes to photographs. Images are such powerful sources of information that the written word simply can’t compete. A photograph, especially a dramatic one, will form memories even before we read anything about the context of a situation. That is something to consider in our visually saturated media world. I’m glad I’m not a journalist.
Owen Temple
Rough
The patterns of everyday life have changed utterly in the last few years for those of us in the so-called developed world. We are managed now. Inconveniences are removed to smooth out rough dangerous potential in our lives. Our world is a safe clean bright colorful place. Information is available at our whim any time anywhere. Youth knowledge and power are transformed into wonderful technologies. We are so lucky.
A mid twentieth century person will have memories of a different world altogether. A browner place with more textures, filled with rusty tools passed through many hands. Substance and weight measured the worth of a thing then. You could rely on advice of older wiser people to guide your way of living. They passed skills to young hands with a certainty of past generations.
We should appreciate our new world.