Visual Memories

Photographic machine

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The photograph...
World of emotions frozen in time... feelings left in colour harmony... just that, colours... full of subjectivity for the eyes of the observer... the debate of ideas and thoughts generated by the particular vision of each observer, motivated for the particularity of the traced route's destiny...
In any photographs, never the photographer obtains to inquire itself for complete about the environment and surrounding forms... become, for it, an anxiety increasing, culminating in the moment that he reviews it in paper.
For us, the photograph is where we find reflected the most representative moments in our existence... such doesn't resume to this fact... the photograph, in it's essence, not shows a unforgettable moment but... an unique image of a sequence that's keeped in memory associated to special feelings....
There are small moments in my life that where recorded forever... images that we holding back... moments that become unforgettable.
In a large number of these moments, I can find my son... with only five years old, he has already offered to me moments that I qualify as unforgettable... to all provided, for sure he left me riched... not only for the experiences in it's essence, but for what I could keep, for what I could learned again...
In this world, the life... the traced way for destiny become cyclic... we just return to key points key of our existence, already pasts, when we are collated with unique moments only that stimulate for concerns, feelings already forgotten...
The world doesn't stop and the evolution, many times we feel that, it continues leaving us behind... forgotten.
We don't truly understand that the time never stops and that we keep losing real life... we only giving small steps when finally we understand that we are "one year older"... or when another Christmas has passed ...
All these moments just ended to be, memories, something to be to remember.