A week or so ago one of my old school friends, Mick Fidler died of Liver Cancer. A facebook tribute page has been set up for him and I've been looking through photos I took of him when he played in Sheffield band Artery back in the 80s. I'm so glad I took photos even though not brilliant, they are good memories of him that are touching people who knew him.
But the title of this blog leads me to earlier period of our lives...school. I started photography thanks to Ian Jennett - a school mate who had a Yashica SLR. He took his camera to school and took snaps of the kids in breaktime. Being shy at school I was more interested in photographing landscapes and still lives.
I look back now and he has the more precious photos. My landscapes hold no value whereas his bring back memories and have so much more interest. I saw a set of photos in the gallery today that Moira took of school kids moments after finding out their exam results. These will be cherished moments of the future...landscapes, unless incredibly good or of regions that are completely changed, will still look similar in 50 years and probably won't stir any emotions. I regret not taking my camera to school but fortunately Ian did and we have a few photos to look back on.
Mick is the lad in the middle nearest camera
I have hundreds of rolls of negatives that I don't feel I have any reason to keep. I still don't have the nerve to just wander the streets and photograph people but I'm thinking more that it's something I should start to do.
How do you feel about what you record and the future interest.