
Lucy like she is: eyes obscured for an entire season by her favorite blue hat
Whether we’re writing or shooting, we are always telling our stories. There is so much we are trying to capture–how it is, but also the feeling or the experience of the moment. With all of our digital tricks and tools, I can’t help but wonder if our idealism isn’t sneaking in to tinker a bit, much like a writer using her words to defend herself, her point-of-view or position rather than lay herself bare.
And who among us does not at times crave a life that is sharper, a little more in focus? Or a love that sports a little color boost, an adventure with some ambient light or a moment with a soft blur around the edge? We’re surrounded by media that whets the appetite of our ideals, and sometimes through our lenses and our software it seems the key is finally in hand–that our ideal life can come into being in our albums or on our websites, which conveniently leave out our bad moods and arguments and all the living that unfolds inside less-than-perfect lighting.
It takes courage to tell the story as it is, not as it could be. Many photo spreads in mainstream magazines look so exquisite because they don’t have human beings in them to mar the scene. They portray a world above the fray of our messy humanity, something to which we can aspire because it seems divine. By following their lead, even with our small “improvements” like editing out blemishes and strategically cropping, which have become endemic in the photo world, are we chiseling away at our humanity? At the truth of our experience? Are we solidifying idealistic expectations for the next generation that bear little resemblance to the reality they will find?
I understand that there is the thing, and then there is the interpretation of the thing–and that much of our work lives in the realm of interpretation. But in honor of today’s giveaway for a copy of Don’t Write: A Reluctant Journal, I’d like to encourage you to shoot or write a piece of your story in a way that takes courage and a willingness to lay yourself bare. Just maybe you could tell it once, the way it really is, without your seductive little moves. You don’t have to show anyone, you don’t have to tell–but between you and the page, the journal, the photo archive, you would know the story.
Just the way it is.
Words, photograph and giveaway by Honorary Sister / Guest Blogger Jen Lee. Jen is a writer and spoken word artist in Brooklyn, NY. She is the author of Don’t Write: A Reluctant Journal and Solstice: Stories of Light in the Dark.

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