Jim Sugar's photography has inspired me from the time I picked up a camera and became infected with the; unslakable; need to capture the world through my eyes with the apparatus' of the lens, camera, and film. Though the latte...
Jim Sugar’s photography has inspired me from the time I picked up a camera and became infected with the unslakable need to capture the world through my eyes with the apparatus' of the lens, camera, and film. Though the latter medium has all but disappeared, the digital age has allowed anyone to record his environment instantaneously – literally. It has puzzled me greatly why people, save for a few, do not take advantage of this ability to record — in real-time — their life and respective milieu for posterity.
(see Jim Sugar’s Instagram picture of an Irish funeral wake
In an unprecedented age where anything can be captured and just as suddenly be put before the eye of billions via a hand-held device seems to be taken for granted, but for silly snapshots and evaporating Snapchats, though they have their unique ephemeral purpose.
Indeed, and in deed, “modern man” as a whole, in all the plethora of his convenience of gadgetry, selfishly and obliviously fails to “see” – let alone perceive – and thus he fails to make the effort to cement in time what appears presently as pedestrian, yet removed from its present context is anything but. How often, or not often enough, has one considered the question: “I wonder what life was like back then when my parents, or grandparents were young?” only to find there is little visual evidence to resolve that timeless question save to imagine as best one can. Who but a few deliberately “make” a picture with the future in mind. Who but the very few appreciate the responsibility we have to preserve the present for those who do not yet exist but surely will. Will they be left to their imagination? Will those eyes that do not yet “see” be left to imagine how you and I once lived, or will they have the privilege to better understand the world they have received from us through “seeing” that which we have lived and left for them?
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