Personal Narrative-Picture In The Frame

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Picture in the Frame “We take photos as a return ticket to a moment otherwise gone.” – Katie Thurmes Photos are thought to be the best way to relay an image of something. Be it the dark cherry red Chevy pickup resting in the driveway after one of those famous southern thunderstorms sweeping by, the swell of the Colorado river in April after the snow has melted to run off, or even a simple picture collecting dust on a shelf or desk that is seldom moved, but always gazed upon lovingly. Photographs are a good start, but I think there is a reason why people say they are worth a thousand words. If a writer hones their skills and excels with their medium, paper and pencil, pen or keyboard, they can paint an image that can surpass the value of description …show more content…

We were stopped at a gas station perched on the side of a small mountain. The gas station had a designated deck attached to the back as a lookout point; right below was a corral of goats and a few sheep. This perch, however, was overcrowded with “ooh’s” and “ahh’s” of my fellow travelers. Outside and to the left was a guard rail where I went to capture what insignificant parts of Switzerland I could squeeze into my lens. Looking out over the valley divided by the geometrical shapes of the fields created a community and the railroad that sliced though seemed to zip it all together. Zooming in, I made a dark old barn structure my muse. Click…maybe I should add a little bit more of the railroad. Click… what if I tried to add more of the colors of the field. Click… this filter is just not doing it justice. On it went till I decided to give up on the ominous structure. As I brought the lens in, off went the bells, both in my head and on the goats below, there the shot was. Flipping the camera on its side, the different colors of the fields about to bloom with harvest, and the railroad lacing the upper left edge graced my retinas with harmony and balance. This is what is what I reference when I think of Switzerland, even after walking the crystal shores of Lake Geneva and seeing the …show more content…

The shades of green and yellow hues saturate the picture. The vivid filter made the minute details, like the uneven field, stand out and create levels. Peeking through the greens, purple and red flowers fluttered in the breeze, calling for the viewers’ attention. The movement of the picture flows from the top right and arcs to the bottom left. A pristine view of a village captured on an ordinary day by the view of an outsider. This picture sits on my desk, on the bottom left of the cluster styled frame. The glass loses its luster as I neglect to dust, and even with the vivid filter, the colors are not done justice. The railroad seems to lose its meaning and the structure, its appeal. The size is minuscule and the grandeur of the valley seen on the side of a mountain is lost. As I gaze on this snapshot I realize that what I see when I look is the memory itself. I am brought back to the moment instead of enjoying the actual picture, because I was the one who took

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