Lost in the Past

This morning I was looking for the architectural photos I took around Kalamazoo about 10 years ago. I remember now they weren’t digital. I shot, developed and printed them the old-fashioned way. I did scan and digitally manipulated a few of them, but they are not on any of the CD’s I have. Sadly, I believe they were lost in a hard drive crash a few years ago.


In my search, I came across a weird mix of images that, at the time, I thought were important enough to save on CD. None of them seem particularly creative or important now. An example of how our tastes and priorities change over the years I guess.


I realized too, that I have a lot of photo’s that are lost someplace in my house — including the prints and negatives of those Kalamazoo buildings. I have a large box of “before independence” pictures, but never took the time to create an “after independence” storage spot. Probably because my photo taking came to a stop for a few years and if I did take photo’s, I just tossed them in a drawer, or closet — or who knows where.

This quest to find my life of the past 12 years has also now eaten up most of a beautiful sunny Sunday! Easter Sunday a friend reminded me a little while ago. Either way, a Sunday that I should be outside working in the garden, but I got lost in the past instead.