An Old Woman and A Camera

If George still took comments, I’d say job well done

She Kept A Parrot


At the encouragement of a friend, Ray, I took up the camera late in life, as they say.

My interest in photography was fueled by a desire to paint my world as I saw it.

I have little interest in recording life as it appears to the objective eye.

I have experienced quite enough of life in its harsh reality.


I am searching for beauty that is not visible to the naked eye.

The beauty that is hidden from us.

The beauty that we can only see when we are still.

When we search for it beneath the familiar.

I began my adult life as a teacher of young people.

Returning to my teaching job, after an eye exam,

I realized the people were actually on the streets during the day.

They were going about their lives.

I migrated to social work that year.

I loved teaching, but I chafed…

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2 thoughts on “An Old Woman and A Camera

    • fictionfitz March 29, 2014 / 5:24 am

      I feel the same way about books and writing and dogs and Susan. Do I have to eliminate something?

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