I've been spring cleaning my computer lately. In the last two weeks, I cleaned off about 90 Gigs of data and photos from my hard drive.
I told you my photo composition wasn't great. Here's a beautiful shot of the mountains-- with a trashcan that is so prominent, it looks like it was Photoshopped. It's not. It's just another example of my bad eye when framing a shot. But as I was going through my photos this shot moved me, so I saved it.
The trashcan taunts me, like a pair of rabbit ears intentionally mocking a subject's head to ruin the shot.
"Ha-ha," he laughs, "you cannot ignore me. It is because of me and my well-placed friends that you are able to enjoy the majestic mountains without the worry of stepping in dog poop or a cigarette butt."
Some may call Switzerland "antiseptic" for its strict discipline for cleanliness. But juxtaposed so elegantly against the mountains, the trashcan reminds me of its contribution to my experience and that my own creativity cannot move if it is bogged down with junk. It inspires me to tidy up loose ends in my own life and return to my days as a methodical clean freak to give myself breathing space for creativity. Armed with a new system of organizing data, I'm committed to using that trashcan with every photo download.
Ninety gigabytes of useless data later, I feel as light as the wind in the sails of that boat on Lac Leman.
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