I always think that things I know will never change, but they do, and it’s a bit disconcerting. Places, people and things grow old, decay, get damaged and get altered. A place that I love and know stays forever the same in my mind, so if I see it again after a long time and find that it no longer looks like my cherished memory, it’s a real shock.
The house I grew up in looked out onto some hills and there was a prominent rock stack visible. It had a very particular shape that I came to love and know, and I would stand and gaze at it every day. Even though it was some way away I could see it clearly.
I loved it when we went for a walk on the hills and climbed up to the place where we could stand just a few feet away from the familiar shape and I could gaze and marvel at it. It looked so big and strong. My love of shapes and patterns and textures that is seen in my Flickr photostream has been with me for as long as I can remember.
A while ago the camera club I belong to had a visiting speaker who showed us his photos of the county I grew up in. I was really enjoying seeing familiar places that I love and know full size up on the screen. Suddenly I got such a shock! There in front of my eyes was my beloved rock stack thin and emaciated, it’s familiar shape completely gone. I was stunned. I just couldn’t believe it, How could it have eroded away like that. It looked old and wizened as if it was dying, my familiar childhood friend replaced by this imposter. It had looked so permanent to me as a child that I thought it would be there forever. How wrong I was.
I got another shock yesterday. This is one of my highest viewed photos on Flickr. I love the patterns and textures in it, and I took this photo because I had never before seen old tyres so beautifully stacked as if they had been woven together. It really inspired me.
Yesterday I was visiting a friend who lives near to where I took this photo, so I decided to go and have a look.
Of course it had gone – completely! The beautifully woven stack was just an empty yard with some ordinary messy piles of tyres behind it. Why ever did I think it would still be there? But in my mind it was. I’ve never before or since seen a stack of old tyres so beautifully arranged. I’m so glad that I got this shot of them while they were there.