Every photographer has a favorite photo they've taken. Usually I say my favorite is the next one I'm going to take, and to a certain point that is completely true. But there is one image that sparked my passion for photography, I'd like to share it with you today, and explain why.
Having graduated high school earlier that summer, my friends and I decided to all take a trip to our friend Maggie's cottage for the final weekend of the summer. Her cottage was on a beautiful little island, on a very large lake, in a gorgeous part of Ontario.
As much fun as we had that weekend, the whole trip had a strange depressing vibe to it. We all knew this was most likely the last time we would all be together in the same place, as that fall everyone would go off to school, or move to the mountains in my case.
Sunday morning Maggie and I decided to take a hung-over canoe ride across the lake. Maggie has that kind of energy, where, if you could manage to bottle it, you would be very rich. A one-of-a-kind soul to say the least.
This was about 10 years ago, and its hard to believe, no one had a digital camera at the time! My friend Holly brought her "point and shoot" and we shared it throughout the weekend, she had brought a couple rolls of film. I still remember her having a nightmare trying to get copies made for everyone.
Anyways, there we were sitting in the canoe, Maggie was paddling and I was just sitting back relaxing. I knew I wanted a picture to commemorate our final canoe ride together as 'kids' but just before I took it, I told Maggie a joke and she burst out laughing. Not a rare occurrence.
It was at that moment, watching my best friend laughing the way she always did, her cottage a small dot in the background, a beautiful blue sky above. I will never forget the feeling I had as I pressed the shutter. I knew I was capturing an image that I would treasure for the rest of my life.
It was at thatmoment I realized the power that photography has. The ability to capture a thousand words with one flick of the finger. It felt like finding a treasure, and since then, I have become a visual treasure hunter of sorts.
Every time I look at this photo I am overwhelmed with a feeling of nostalgia. The rest of the memories from that trip are beginning to fade at this point, yet I can still feel the breeze on my face and hear her laughing.. every time.
Love you Magoo.