A few years
ago, Norm and I went hiking together. We wanted our picture taken on the trail,
and an obliging tourist stopped and snapped this photo of us. I have since
thought about this picture on a few different occasions, and the insight that
it gives to me. I am fascinated that photography, which subjects the artist to
only using true objects in its surroundings (barring the use of photo editing
software, which this picture does NOT have), can make a subject appear to be
something inaccurate. (If you’ve never seen me before, how tall would you guess
that I am. How tall is my husband?) I find it interesting that even with the
most accurate tools, sometimes things can be portrayed according to what the
artist wants us to see. I did not think about the very nice camera hanging
around the neck of this foreign tourist until later, and still do not know to
whom I am indebted for this picture that has caused me such reflection, but I
have come to the conclusion that he was no amateur and his rendering was no
accident. I am thankful that this picture came with no conclusions attached
because it is a picture of me. What a blessing it is to interact with a
stranger on the trail, and see what he sees for a moment in time.

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