Confession: I Take Too Many Photos

I take too many photos. And you probably do, too.

I’ve got photos of my Converse sneakers, photos of my hands, photos of signs, of grass, of fences & of animals. I take photos to remember objects, to remember new friends (long since forgotten), to capture a moment. To get a different angle.

I don’t know about you, but maybe we spend too much time trying to capture something (not even anything real, just a memory) and less time just… being?

What are your thoughts? I’ve been conflicted on the subject of everyday photography for a while now. I like to have the memories (a picture’s worth a thousand words, right?), but I also don’t want to sacrifice the actual moment with the click of a shutter. And yes, I know you can mute digital cameras. Just something about whipping out my camera and snapping a photo distracts from the moment at hand.

But maybe I’m overreacting. Besides, I’ve got hundreds of photos already uploaded to my Flickr account & I’m adding more every day.