Sometimes when I travel I take photos of places, people or things and at that time, without really giving it much thought. It’s just that something catches your attention and you point and click, nothing more than that. However, weird things can happen! There comes a time, maybe years later when you are looking through your photos and you come across a particular photo that for one reason or another, just stops you in your tracks. You stare at it and in deep thought you start asking yourself about that time, that place and what you captured in that moment. Let me share this small story with you…
Like many Local Guides, in my travels I have taken many tens of thousands of photos and some of these are spectacular like the Midnight Sun in Norway or gigantic icebergs in Greenland, and some in the most breathtaking places on this planet like a photo taken at the Top of the World! But why is it that sometimes, when reminiscing while browsing back through your many photos, the least spectacular of these and in the least breathtaking place can grab your mind and throw you into deep thought about it. This happened to me today.
Below is the photo and as you can see it’s not by any means anything spectacular! Nor is it a photo of a breathtaking place or view. It’s not a photo of the Statue of Liberty or Times Square in New York. It’s not the Taj Mahal or the Blue Mosque! It’s just some random click I took as I approached a small village in Sighetu Marmației, Romania, a place located along the Tisa river, the Romania and Ukraine border.
When I took the photo my focus was on the small village that after hours of walking and with great anticipation, joy and excitement, I was longing to get to as I was approaching the territorial border. I have no recollection that anyone was in my view but now I see a woman there. Perhaps she wasn’t there when I took the photo! But she is there now! Can you see her or am I imagining things? It’s an old woman with a long and sad looking face, wearing boots that look like her husband’s old army boots, perhaps they are! She’s dressed warmly but nothing impressive there, pushing some sort of trolley with a small load, in a remote village setting. I can hear the squeaking wheels of her trolley and the sound of her marching boots. It’s a hard road she travels, or has traveled!
Yes it’s a plain and rather ordinary photo but for some reason it has an inner beauty that I struggle to explain, and when I stare at it I get a sad and choking feeling! The reason why I say this is that now while reminiscing and looking back at this photo, I see that it’s not the village that after hours of walking I was so looking forward to reach that is the focus of my point and click photo, it’s this old local woman that appears in the foreground! Look closely, and please tell me what can you see in my photo!
#1 - Fundamentally, this is just a story about a photo taken of a road in a remote village. But why #1? Well because there is also a sequel, yes a #2 so do check out the next story!
Do you have a story to tell about what might first appear to be one of those just another photo? Perhaps a story like mine above that you wish to share!